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Journey
04:42
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She walks upon the castle wall
catching shadows cast by the moon
hearing voices from ghosts of old
strands of ancient memories
Chorus
She has touched the stone and she has cross the line
she will walk this path this journey back in time ….....alone
And he's waiting by the castle wall
a slip of memory he was once so real
and through the fabric of time she came
his lover from a future place
Chorus
A beam of light, a shift of stone
lightning snapping through a summer storm
where it's pulled her to the visions edge
and through the ages hear his beating heart
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By the ancient walls of Leicester town
follow the winding pathway down
don't linger for a minute or an hour
when the black moon is riding high
and the wind is screaming 'cross the sky
'tis the art of the Witches power
she's fey cursed they say beware you'll rue the day
that you strayed to Black Annis' bower
If you're on Dane Hills in the dead of night
be sure to hold your luck stone tight
for they say that the blue face hag waits near
and from the Earth where the leaves lie dead
she'll arise from her wintery bed
and with her darkness feed upon your fear
but the old crone is wise she'll shape-shift before your eyes and move her spirit through the atmosphere
For Black Annis is my name
and now that you've heard of my fame
it's with a lack of understanding you may slight me
for they say that I'm mad howling wild
but I am the earth mother's child
and I walk with the elements around me
don't forget that I the crone am much older that you know
shake the shadows from your mind and harken to me
maiden, mother, crone I be another aspect of the three
so bide your time until I call for thee
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The Dewy Dells of Yarrow
03:58
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There lived a lady in the north you could scarcely find her marrow
she was courted by nine noble men on the dewy dells of Yarrow
her father had a bonny plough boy and she died love him dearly
she dressed him up like a noble lord for to fight for her on Yarrow
she kissed his cheeks she combed his hair as oft she'd done before-o
she gilded him with a right good sword for to fight for her on Yarrow
as he climbed up yon high hill and the came down the other
there he spied nine noble men a coming 'cross to Yarrow
did you come here for to drink red wine, did you come here to borrow
or did you come here with a single sword for to fight for her on Yarrow?
I came not here for to drink red wine and I came not here to borrow
but I come here with a single sword for to fight for her on Yarrow
there are nine of you and one of me and that's not an even number
but it's man to man I'll fight you all and I'll die for her on Yarrow
three he drew and threw he slew and two lay deadly wounded
when a stubborn knight crept up behind and kissed him with his arrow
go home go home my false young man and tell my sister Sarah
that her true lover John lies dead and gone on the dewy dells of Yarrow
as he climbed down yon high hill and she came down the other
there he spied his sister dear a coming 'cross to Yarrow
Oh brother dear I had a dream last night she said
I can read it into sorrow
my true lover John lies dead and gone on the dewy dells of Yarrow
this maiden's hair was three quarters long and the colour of it was yellow
she tied it round his middle side and she carried him home from Yarrow
she kissed his cheeks she combed his hair as oft she'd done before-o
her true lover John lies dead and gone and she carried him home from Yarrow
Oh father dear you have seven sons you could wed them all tomorrow
but the fairest flower amongst them all was the one that died on Yarrow
Oh mother dear make me my bed and make it long and narrow
for the one that died for me today I shall die for him tomorrow
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4. |
Boys of Bedlam
04:07
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To see mad Tom of Bedlam ten thousand miles I'd travel
mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes to keep her shoes from gravel
Chorus
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonny
for they all go bare and the live by the air and they want no drink nor money
I went down to Satan's kitchen for to get me food one morning
and there I spied souls piping hot all on the spit a turning
Chorus
My staff has murdered giants, my bag a big knife carries
to cut mince pies from children's thighs with which to feed the faeries
Chorus
And spirits white as lightening will on my travels guide me
the moon would quake and the stars would shake whenever they espied me
Chorus
And when that I have murdered the man in the moon to powder
his rod I'll break and his staff I'll shake and they'll howl the demon louder
Chorus
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Hill of Avalon
05:51
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On the hill of Avalon I called out to the midnight power
to gaze into the water that would tell the future tale
and in the scrying pool I spied the mighty ship upon the tide
calling to their powerful god for wind to fill their sail
Chorus
Sail away, fly away, draw down the mist
shelter the people that nature has kissed
sail away, fly away, hide from the pain
wait till it's safe and come back again
On the hill of Avalon I sent a raven on the wing
to tell the tale to all the land and sing of things to come
sing of all that would be lost, sing about the priceless cost
to run and shelter from the beauty of the warlord drum
On the hill of Avalon I asked a boon from space and time
to keep this island and its treasures safe from any foe
as the mist comes creeping round I can no longer feel the ground
beneath my feet and then I'm certain that I have to go
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On the blackest night with the wind in her sails
her prow cut through the waves built by rolling gales
her silence was her shroud, from the dark sea was born
and she rode the ocean high through the eye of a storm
And tall stood her masts up where the sea birds fly
she's as cold as the grave, a silhouette against the sky
but there's no hand upon her wheel nor footsteps on her deck
could it be the ghostly light of the Marie Celeste
Her secrets lie aboard her, they'll remain there for all time
unseen shades will guide her through spray capped with rhime
upon the timeless sea roads with thunder at her door
locked inside grey doom she'll sail for ever more
Stars watch down from their vista still and deep
a voyage to nowhere in the winter of her sleep
she's cold to the heart and her soul shall get no rest
could it be the ghostly light of the Marie Celeste
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7. |
Farewell Alexandria
04:39
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The shifting sands beyond the Nile reveal to all the lotus flower
she holds her lands with Roman lust, the key to Cleopatra's power
behind veiled eyes the serpent lies and like the sphinx she's there to taunt you
and with the pharaohs of the East her ghost will forever haunt you
Chorus
Through the smoke of wizardry you watched her through the falling darkness
with a stroke of alchemy you called her to your side
with a touch of sorcery you made her walk into your madness
down into the darkest places where your demons hide
Queen of Egypt, child of Isis, let the desert winds caress you
now you leave your lands in crises willing Caesar to possess you
like midnight skies her khol rimmed eyes follow you then they'll mock you
as the sacred cobra waits, quick as lightening she will strike you
Lady of the Nile how could you lose your lovers then your kingdom
you willingly walked into the darkness thinking that would be your freedom
but serpents songs with poison tongues wrap around you to destroy you
Isis and Osiris wait, into the valley of the gods they will draw you
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8. |
Moon and a Tinderbox
05:30
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In the forest of midnight the Summer Bride stands
weaving the story of life with her hands
do you trust the telling for the tales are all true?
If you drink from her wine, it's a strong heady brew
and the smoke from the fire creeps like a vine
to wrap you in shadows and trap you in time
Chorus
Keeper, keeper of the darkness
with your tinderbox beneath the moon
beware the trickster in the flame
she'll make your shadows dance and swoon
she'll paint you pictures in the gleaming
and show you visions in the light
it's up to you to catch the meaning
keeper, keeper of the night
And the northern wind whispers her name
she's as ancient as from the oaks where she came
she's bound to the Earth like a tall standing stone
she's making the craft singing over the bones
and in the deepening sky sister moon rises higher
as she gathers her power to carry the fire
In the forest of midnight an eclipse of the sun
and the pulse of the trees says the dance has begun
a crimson light and your memory fades
a flight in the night and the visions are made
and the smoke from the fire creeps like a vine
to wrap you shadows and trap you in time
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Gartan Mother's Lullaby
02:16
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Sleep oh babe for the red bees hum the silent twilight's fall
the bean sidhe from the grey rock comes to wrap the world in thrall
Lyn van Oh my child my joy my love and heart’s desire
the crickets sing you a lullaby beside the dying fire
Dusk is drawn and the green man's thorn is wreathed in rings of fog
Sheevra sails his boat 'till dawn upon the starry bog
Lyn van Oh the paley moon has brimmed her cusp in dew
and weeps to hear the sad sleep song I sing my love to you
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Earth Wassail
03:11
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Here in this field we first will be seen
to drink this trees health such custom has been
so unto the earth we'll drink her good health
and hope she will prosper in bountiful wealth
It has been the custom as we've been told
by ancient house keepers in days of old
for young men and women together draw near
and fill up their bowls with cider and beer
WASSAIL WASSAIL WASSAIL WASSAIL WASSAIL
Fill up your wassail bowl full to the brim
see, harnessed and garnished so neat and so trim
sometimes with laurel and sometimes with bay
according to custom to keep the old way
WASSAIL WASSAIL WASSAIL WASSAIL WASSAIL
We hope all your apples trees prosper and bear
so you will have cider again the next year
for where you've a hogshead we hope you'll have ten
so you will have cider when we come again
We hope all your barley will prosper and grow
so you will have barley and beer to bestow
for where you've a bushel we hope you'll have ten
so you will have beer when we come again
WASSAIL WASSAIL WASSAIL WASSAIL WASSAIL
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12. |
The Rape of Maude Bowen
03:53
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This is a song by the very wonderful Inkubus Sukkubus, if you want the lyrics you'll need to contact them...
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Spiral Horn/Sanctuary
05:56
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Shape the fantasy, retell the story
of a fair creature who walks no more
on wild hills and moorland we search for the echoes
and retrace the footsteps that are long gone
CHORUS
With brooding heart and mind with cold man's dark scheming
they thought to win the prize of the spiral horn
lost beyond all time lost beyond all dreaming
tales are all we have of the gentle unicorn
Beast of mystery there in your woodland
none can tame your heart nor own your soul
swift of foot stay ahead of the hunters
for they seek your precious horn
The men of dark ages searched for a cure
to save them from poison to keep them from harm
upon your brow mother nature has laid it
but the hunter's dart will bring you down
Fair fair unicorn you we remember
in shadowed woods and crystal streams
standing alone in the forest of twilight
forever there you'll haunt our dreams
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14. |
Funky Faerie
03:32
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Through the dark and cold winter long
they hold together in ancient song
waiting for the spring to set them
free by oak and ash and rowan tree
and they dance all night till the sun does rise
and spread it's beams across the skies
then they'll speak their secrets wise
in the arms of the great stone circle
CHORUS
And if you go around widdershins
there's faerie folk who live within
it's nine times round you must dance and spin
in the arms of the great stone circle
light, light a fire in the night
jump through the flames as the flames burn bright
see the world through elfin sight
in the arms of the great stone circle
Sing to the moon when she is round
and luck for you will then abound
what you seek for shall be found
in the arms of the great stone circle
come with me at Halloween
and follow the march of the Faerie Queen
on Elf King hill she shall be seen
in the arms of the great stone circle
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