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Arbor Low
04:57
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At the seat of Arbor Low
rumours rise and curl like smoke.
Christian desecration
or ancient intention?
The truth of this site,
none shall know...
If I am condemned to join the mysteries of Arbor Low,
may I leave my mark and shape the flow of history!
We may not understand the importance
but we feel it
but we are drawn to it.
Moulding our minds,
driving our dreams,
outliving its meaning
and joining ours...
Perhaps the greatest designs, are those that go unnoticed.
Unconsciously shaping our thoughts and actions.
*the whispered pleas of those long forgotten*
If my life is to become undecipherable,
may my ribs rise up from the earth like monuments.
If my life is to become undecipherable,
may my ribs rise up from the earth like monuments.
If I am condemned to join the mysteries of Arbor Low,
may I leave my mark and shape the flow of history.
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Greensleeves (Redux)
01:40
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Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
To cast me off discourteously.
For I have loved you well and long,
Delighting in your company.
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeves.
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Death In The Marshes
05:07
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He stands alone, bloodied and bowed, mops his furrowed brow and surveys the land of his lord.
The scythe he holds in his calloused hands.
Now heavier with soil than the blood of years past.
Severing marsh grass in the way, his forebears cut their cordiality with the clergy.
The grass proves unyielding, the scythe blunted by the efforts of years past.
A death in the marshes.
The defeat inglorious.
A death in the marshes.
The scythe slowly sinking into the mire.
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Sun God's Wrath (Demo)
03:45
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Amaterasu required her shrine be rebuilt every twenty years to maintain its purity, while Apollo drove his chariot across the skies in return for the burning of fat wrapped thighs.
The Romans devoted a day of every week to the worship of Sol Invictus, Boddhisattva of the solar temple seeks to enlighten all and India was transformed for Makar Sankranti in honour of Surya.
Though the rites and deities may have differed,
countless cultures condoned the idea.
Believing they had to act
to make the sun rise again.
Norse wolves would devour the light to bring about Ragnarok, Ra demanded his legend be carved in temples in the desert sands and Tonatiuh demanded the fresh beating hearts of his followers in ritual sacrifice.
Though the rites and deities may have differed,
countless cultures condoned the idea.
Believing the world would end
if humans are negligent.
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Last Christmas at the feast at King Arthur's court
a monstrous figure entered dressed head to toe in green.
With a wicked blade in his hands he challenged us,
"Would the bravest knight take sport in an exchange of blows."
Arthur rose first but I quickly took the axe.
I could not risk Guinevere being left alone.
With one fell strike I cleaved the head from his shoulders
and had assumed myself free from reprisal.
But the courtiers' cheers quickly became cries,
as the corpse rose covered in its crimson.
"Gawain", it spoke, "seek me out in a year's time.
Come receive my blow or be known a defaulter."
The allotted time has passed.
I stand before the Green Chapel.
This is my last chance to turn back.
Though I appear resolute
my soul is uncontrollable,
like forked lightning down my veins.
Trying to escape the fate
of this doomed knight.
My king, I will not falter now.
I will leave no trawpe un-honoured.
No man will brand me coward.
If the Green Knight shall take my head,
then so be it...
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