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The Sylvan Doorway
04:35
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Green shadows bow to the rising sun
By the way the ancient track way runs
Cool mist dances in the morning light
And skips around the stones
He walks upon the forest path
The antlered one with oaken staff
Stories lie where his feet pass
Among the roots and rocks and bones
The legend whispers through the leaves
Visions in the sunlight weave
The waking of the day reveals
Where the magick lies
On the threshold between the worlds he stands
Guardian of these hidden lands
The greenwood’s call at his command
‘Tween water earth and sky
Spirits of the wild the ancient folk
Who dwell beneath the leafy cloak
Of Eucalypt Red Gum Elm and Oak
And dance the shadowed pathway
Hear the dreaming lines they sing
In this realm of the woodland king
You know the Green Man’s song will bring
You through the sylvan doorway
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2. |
Fae Dance
04:41
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In a ruby sunset
Hidden in the darkling leaves
The winds of night will take you
Into a twilight dream
Step onto the old path
To where it may be leading
Flames leap to firing life
Rising and receding
Beneath the cool earth
New life’s beginning
Cold of dark and warmth of light
The barrier is thinning
Glowing in the firelight
This magick place before us
Come dance and set your spirit free
Sing the long night’s chorus
Dance dance weave and spin
Do you know the place you’re in?
This is where it all begins
In this land so wild and fae
Come closer to the fire bright
Flames will give you second sight
Welcome to this endless night
For you’ve come to the land of faerie
Dark strangers bid you welcome
To the forest of your dreams
Time waits in stillness
And nothing’s as it seems
Come trace the labyrinth
Reality has ceased to be
A Rowan staff beats the time
And sings with energy
The night sighs deeply
It has a secret to tell
On a Jasmine scented breeze
Her voice will weave the spell
Her song will carve a rune
Her spirit will sing the rhyme
And with an endless rhythm
You’ll dance the tune of time
Sister of the greenwood
Of earth and sky
Spirits of the sacred grove
This realm within you bide
The wild folk beat their drums
A call to the knowing
Dancing to the ancient beat
Feel your wildness flowing
Weave the moon steal the stars
Think not of morning
But now it’s time to sing you home
A new day is dawning
There’s only embers left
From the fire that stirred your soul
And the sylvan echo
Of her voice from long ago
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The crane the wolf the bear and the boar
No longer dwell upon these shores
You say the Goddess and God have gone
I tell you they live on in the cities and hills
And in circles of stone
The voices of the Old Ways
The Spirit of Albion is calling you home
An isle so fair an isle so green
Known by many names
Feel the pulse the pulse of the land
The blood boils within your veins
Someone go down to the Holy Well
And raise the Spirits there
Lay a feather on a stone
With a flame and a lock of hair
From Manwydden’s crashing sea
To the moor and the Highland Glen
From the Faerie Hills home of the Sidhe
To the veins of the Broad and the Fen
Someone go down to the Holy Trees
Of Oak and Ash and Thorn
Utter a charm in the verse of three
Till the Summer King is born
Ride the white horses carved into the hills
Walk to the Hanging Stones
Bow to the might of Cerne Abbass’ height
Feel the peace in the Ancestors’ homes
Someone go down to Wilmington
Where the Giant guards the way
Step into the Otherworld into the womb
Where centuries pass like a day
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4. |
Asgard's Chase
05:47
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As the sun sank on the twelfth day
And the night wind screamed
Across the threshold of time I felt them ride
It wasn’t something I dreamed
And through the hidden gateway I know the storm will come
I’ve heard the roll of thunder it’s the beating of their drum
And I have seen the storm clouds torn and tossed across the sky
‘Tis wild the hunt and darkly fey
That rides the wind from Asgard’s way
From icy peaks to lonesome moor
The spirit chase will pass your door
And within this unearthly night take you
The warning heed the cry
Behind locked doors you must stay for the hunt is wild
And darkly fey
As the moon rose on the twelfth night and the sky was torn
By a screaming gale a Valkyries wail and the host was born
And on the back of wild eyed she wolves Odin’s troop did ride
Across the veil of midnight with their bleak hounds by their side
Beware the voices of the lost souls they’ll call you as you dream
In the last hours of that dread night as to your bed you keep
Hold close your heart hold close your mind they’ll steal them
As you sleep
For the fey ones are riding and the wild hunt has come
But soon will leave for the shadowed hills
With the rising of the sun
No more to ride on hallowed ground
Till twelfth night comes again
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5. |
Wyvern Ryder’s Tune Set
05:21
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They're tunes, silly!
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6. |
Gift of the Bóinne
03:51
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It came to my hearing not so long ago
Of a woman lived under the wild rivers flow
With reeds for her blanket and reeds for her bed
And the visions of power grew wild in her head
Oh Grainne, Oh Bóinne, Oh Brighid my queen
I bring you the gifts of the visions I’ve seen
I bring you my body, my voice and my hand
To keep the old magick held deep in your land
She came to the bank with the moon in her hair
She came from the old water dragon’s dark lair
And there from the bank saw the mound shining bright
With the first star of rising with bright silver light
From the mound shone a vision of bright blazing gold
With the serpents and spirals from the mysteries old
And from her body birthed from her in song
Came the visions in symbols she’s carried so long
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7. |
Rise Up
07:43
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Rise up rise up rise up rise up
Rise up old Mother Moon will you rise
Rise up rise up – light the skies up –
Rise up old Mother Moon will you rise
Between the worlds we stand, the word’s been spoken
Circle’s cast and it can’t be broken
Call in the power from each direction
We’ll soon be dancing in the arms of the night
Weave a circle cradled in crystal
Lady of the Silver Wheel I see you rising
And with moon tide we’ll greet the night bride
Beneath the big sky bathe in her light
Fly on dark wings from the East
Whisper night wind your breath is so sweet
The energy and flames of desire
From the North send us fire
From the West bring us water
A cool gift from the river God’s daughter
And the pulse of the great South Land
Hail to you earth where we stand
Whisper Mother Moon shimmer through the dark sky
Ride through the night and show me where your secrets lie
Dressed in the stars you’ll wear a silver gown
Invoke the Goddess and we’ll draw the magick down
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8. |
Winter’s Dreaming
06:39
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I’ll tell to you a tale of a winter’s dreaming
A sad and dark tale of endless night without a dawn
When frost lay on bare branches
Beneath moonlight’s silver gleaming
And in the shifting shadows a cursed love was born
On the breath of velvet wings
Between night and waking
To feed an ancient hunger to the village he was bound
For a single candle flickered
When all should be sleeping
And through a frosty window pane
The sloe eyed one he found
In the moving candlelight
She knew that he was watching
A cold and pale stare that chilled her
To the very bone
For in his dark mind a sweet memory echoed
Of jeweled eyes and painted lips
A love he once had known
Come away come away come away
And take the night with me
Just one touch and I’ll go with you
Just one kiss and you’ll be mine
Just one taste and I’m bound to you
Until the end of time
So cold was his touch and deep was his thirsting
The rhythm of her danced in the hollow of his veins
And pulsing through her being
The need for him growing
A rush of life eternal when the taste of blood is wine
Caught within an earthly dream
With the bright moon’s staring
In the stillness borne of ages she gifted him with life
His was the song that was sung in the beginning
The need for sweet release in the blessing of the night
In the chill of the dawn
Did you hear the wild wolves calling?
You awakened from the dream
To know that he had flown
And now that the morning
And the grave has come between you
Too late the days returning and your heart lies all alone
For at the next moonrise she will make the journey
To satisfy the hunger and to leave this mortal plain
Down the corridor of darkness to where he is waiting
To the winter’s dreaming and the endless night again
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9. |
Witch’ s Tree
05:47
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Witch’ s Tree
Five miles in from the cold North Sea
Just a stones throw from the River Tees
Stand the ruins of the church of the Trinity
Long long time passing
And by the ruins of the church of the Trinity
There’s stood for many centuries
The proud and dark Witch’s Tree from
A long long time ago
As folk lore tells it has been said
South of the village a woman lived
With healing in her hands and knowledge to give
Long long time passing
And she’d go to where the great oaks stood
Down into the timeless wood
To gather herbs when the moon was full
A long long time ago
And to the village on a summers day
Ring a rosy came the plague
‘Evil is upon us’ she heard them say
Long long time passing
The healer woman they sought to blame
And to her cottage in anger came
To burn the witch with a holy flame
A long long time ago
In their madness they will blame her
Violate and shame her
So to the church on sacred ground
In desperation she did flee
But the holy man would not hear her
And barred the great doors to her
And with the evil of the Roman church
Denied her sanctuary
To the iron gate with burning torches high
In fury they screamed, ‘The witch must die!’
Her life to take in vain they tried
Long long time passing
But supreme magick she did conjure
From Mother Earth to make her stronger
A tree she formed forever longer
A long long time ago
In the year of 1983
Vandals burned the Trinity
But not the proud Witch’s Tree
It still stands from long ago
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Sing a song of summer a pocket full of Thyme
There are four and twenty magpies perched upon the line
There’s home brewed beer for drinking
Enough to make you sigh
There’s cherries from the orchard
And there’s berries from the vine
There’s jugs upon the table filled with ruby wine
And the briar and the bramble around each other climb
Come away come away see what we’ll find
In the green wood at Midsummer time
Bright Áine waits with her Hazel wand in hand
There’s Meadowsweet and Rue
Growing where she stands
She’ll be stepping out with the horned man
There’s plenty bees a buzzing and the air is warm and sweet
We’re dancing in a ring of stone the earth beneath our feet
Mother Nature’s in her glory feel the rhythm of her beat
Come away come away see what we’ll find
In the green wood at Midsummer time
Come Jack come Herne come Robin Goodfellow
Step out the measure with you we will follow
Come Pan come Puck come the Green Knight
We’re off to the woods on Midsummer night
There’s faces in the leaves their green beards hanging down
Old Woodwise has laid his cloak upon the ground
And the Oak King is wearing his bright summer crown
We’ll dance the solstice in with the coming of the light
The wheel again has turned and now is at its height
And sweet scented summer shows us all is bright
Come away come away see what we’ll find
In the green wood at midsummer time
So come let’s celebrate ‘neath bark and leaf and limb
With honey cakes and mead it’s now time to begin
To reel in nature’s lust and we’ll sing the summer in
Come away come away see what we’ll find
In the green wood at Midsummer time
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11. |
Sing the Stones
05:10
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There’s darkness moving ‘round us they’ve sown a savage seed
It flies on wings of fury it takes with hands of greed
They’ve come to drain the lifeblood that flows within our lands
They’ve come to track the ley lines where our emblems stand
And they say we must accept their final crushing blow
But the tribes have come together so the answer’s surely no
Their dark minds will not heed us they’ve sealed us with their fate
But it seems that they’ve forgotten there’s a guardian at every gate
So now the time has come to sing the stones to sleep
To camouflage their power and the secrets that they keep
Until a new dawning of our ancient rites
When we will come together to awaken the sacred sites
The stones speak in whispers voices from the mother’s womb
There’s a warning from the night wind of impending doom
You claim peace is not an answer but invasion is a must
So do we watch while you turn Mother Earth into a barren husk
If you face us with extinction we need to know why
And how you make the distinction of who will live
And who will die
You’ll break apart the harmonies and tear away our kin
So we’ll call upon the guardians from above below within
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I shall tell you tales of heroes
And Gods who walked as men
On mountains where the wild wind blows
Or across the darkling fen
I shall tell you tales that minstrels told
Of vengeful queens and warriors bold
Of kings who sleep and ne’er grow old
In caves their dreams residing
I shall tell you tales of outlaws
And hounds that roam the night
Of secret realms through hidden doors
Where ancient giants fight
I shall tell you tales of long-lost lands
Buried now ‘neath shifting sands
Where dancing maids have long held hands
In stone their spirits writhing
So come gather by the fire
Let the moonlight be our stage
The stars shall be our choir
And the darkness be our page
Bring forth the souls of days gone by
With a thousand tales they’ll fill the sky
Till the glowing embers fade and die
And the night’s cloak folds around us
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13. |
Feet of Clay
04:31
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Priestess with her robes of blue and green
And her eyes ablaze she leads our praise
Of heavens’ queen
And she with her flaws and her feet of clay
Leads us in the dance the spiral dance
Of the Goddess way
And she chants Isis Eros Pan and Aphrodite
The priest casts off his very words and his human ways
He leads our praise of the Horned God
And he with all his peacock stance and his feet of clay
He leads the way in the Labyrinth dance
And he chants Isis Eros Pan and Aphrodite
The dancers we stumble through our lives but
The Goddess glows she helps us grow
See through our lives
And we in perfect dance with chance with our feet of clay
We find our way in the spiral dance
And we chant Isis Eros Pan and Aphrodite
Growth is not sudden or complete it comes with time
Its cause to find we cannot cheat
The labyrinth through which we all must run
See through the mists the path that twists
But it brings us home
And we chant Isis Eros Pan and Aphrodite
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We’ll follow the old track way down to the river
Through knee long dew wet grass the robes of the dusk
At the pict stone we’ll leave the best milk and some butter
For the Old God who lives in the gold barley husk
Three willows there are that do grow by the river
Wild magick is locked in their knotted tree roots
We’ll gather together and summon that wildness
And dream of the Corn God’s bright green barley shoots
Oh honey comb maiden brown apple tree mother
We call on your power and sing you Wassail
Your radiant brow lights the dim days of winter
The sheaves that you cradle vow bread and brown ale
And low the old Inn and the lights and the fire
And the fiddler’s old tune and the shuffling of feet
Soon for us shall be quiet and rest and desire
And tomorrow’s uprising to deeds shall be sweet
The willow spreads leaf quilts upon the dark river
A summer brown hare bids the full moon farewell
See there the far lights of the village are shining
Where blacksmiths and bards have their own tales to tell
We’ll stop at the circle of stones near the river
Where a bonfire is burning its embers to ash
The pipes and the drums send us weaving and wheeling
A dance to reflect the blue night’s starry sash
Oh Hazelnut gardener old man of the forest
We call on your power and sing you Wassail
Your radiant brow is the life of the greenwood
The seeds that you sow are the heart of the ale
And low the old Inn and the lights and the fire
And the fiddler’s old tune and the shuffling of feet
Soon for us shall be quiet and rest and desire
And tomorrow’s uprising to deeds shall be sweet
We’ll follow the old track away from the river
To ale and good company to butter and bread
We’ll toast at the hearthside the long days of summer
And wend in the darkness our way home to bed
Our Lady of Leaf Bud now stands in the shadows
Her gown stained with blackberries rosehips and blood
The Green Man stands proud
In his crown of ripe acorns
That soon shall be hidden beneath winter’s hood
Oh Queen of the three crowns Oh mistletoe flower
We call on your blessing and sing you Wassail
The air’s getting cold and the night’s getting longer
But the King of the Wheel spins a magical tale
And low the old Inn and the lights and the fire
And the fiddler’s old tune and the shuffling of feet
Soon for us shall be quiet and rest and desire
And tomorrow’s uprising to deeds shall be sweet
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15. |
Step It Out Mary
03:43
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In the village of Kildorey lived a maiden young and fair
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
She had long and golden hair
A countryman came riding up to her Daddy’s gate
Mounted on a milk white stallion
He came at the stroke of eight
I’ve come to court your daughter Mary
Of the golden hair
I have gold and I have silver
I have lands beyond compare
I will buy her silks and satins
And a gold ring for her hand
I will build for her a mansion
She’ll have servants to command
Step it out Mary my fine daughter
Step it out Mary if you can
Step it out Mary my fine daughter
Show your legs to the countryman
Oh kind sir I love a soldier
I’ve pledged to him my hand
I don’t want your gold nor silver
I don’t want your wealth nor land
Mary’s father spoke up sharply
You must do as you are told
You will marry him on Sunday
You will wear that ring of gold
In the village of Kildorey
There’s a deep stream running by
They found Mary there at midnight
She had drowned with the soldier boy
In the cottage there is music
You can hear her Daddy say
Step it out Mary my fine daughter
Sunday is your wedding day
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16. |
An Dro Tune Set
05:41
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No words, just music!
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Spiral Dance Adelaide, Australia
With a combination of haunting vocals, intoxicating guitar riffs and groovy accordion lines, underpinned with potent bass and dynamic percussion, Spiral Dance presents an eclectic blend of traditional folk-rock with powerful self-penned songs and tunes. Rousing melodies intertwine with tales of Magick, myth and legend - music that will rock your ancestors! ... more
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