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A BLACK MOON BROODS OVER LEUMRIA
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Dark baleful shades astride the mystic heath,
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Old land's enchantments, wolf-eyes agleam,
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The moon slips 'neath the darkening sea,
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The trees sing enthralling chants as the old gods dream...
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As a black moon broods over Lemuria,
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Ebon witchfire enshrouds the gleaming citadels,
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Sinistrous shadows rise from the vaults of the dreaming elder gods,
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Ophidian eyes glimmer through the icy whispering moon-mist...
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Shimmers of black in the massing dark,Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,
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The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,
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My soul encased in antediluvian steel,The shades of pallid night descend,
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To the ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
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Enshrined in ice and witches' spells,And silence falls on the marble walls.
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By the eldritch glow of black moonfire,
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The forst-shrouded trees whisper of silent paths,
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Brooding shades rise forth from the night-dark sea,
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A black tide of fiends erupts from the ebon gate.
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Shimmers of black in the massing dark,Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,
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The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,My soul encased in antediluvian steel,
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The shades of pallid night descend, To ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
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Enshrined in ice and witches' spells,And silence falls on the marble walls.
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Winter moonlight gleams through crooked boughs,
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The icy caress of night entwines the eon-veiled Obsidian Tower,
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The whisperings of ancient tongues are borne upon the winds,
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Dark time-lost spells hold the key to the frost veiled Gate of the Black Moon...
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And in the dark ethereal mists of winter dreams,
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The ebon waters of enlightment gleam 'neath the black moon,
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And the Valley of the Silent Paths beckons...
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Slumbering upon the throne of moon-caressed ice,
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I have supped deep the draught of white vapours,
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Shimmering upon the gleaming garlanded marble,
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A single strand of glimmering gossamer...
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Beneath the vaults of shadow-haunted tombs,
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I see the fire that burns like the black heart of night.
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In brooding and sombre visions I hear cries,
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Enthralling cries 'neath the frost moon rising
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I hear the slithering of forces that seethe serpentine in black guffs,
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In the dark and silent places...The whisperer in crystal speaks in dreams,
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Of silken shadows, and the softest breath of dark enchantment.
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Of ancient cyclopean temples, raising jewelled spires to the stars.
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The is witchcraft in the moon,And brooding silence reigns over the woods.
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My storm-forged sword (stained with the blood of a thousand slain foes),
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Ensorcelled by eon-veiled incantations.
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Dark wizzards' spells entwine me in ravening shackles,
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And black roses draw my blood with thorns as sharp as serpent's tooth...
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I fall into the rapturous embrace of sloe-eyed witches,
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The moon gleaming upon their ivory bosoms,
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And descend into the still, icy waters of the lakes.
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Beyond the veil of North-Winds, I await the emissaries of the tyrant,
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The wind whispering across the everlasting snows...
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My slumber is as light as a wolf's.Serpents coil entempled ramparts
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Of sunken jewelled cities,Wolves of winter's moon are roaming
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The temples of the heather gods.Great worm whose tail rests in its mouth,
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The circle-without-end burns bright,Brood o'er the far night's distant vale,
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And shifting heather hills wandering light.Like snow that falls on the sea,
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Like smoke that rides upon the breeze,Like hoarfrost that melts before the sun,
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Now silence broods over Lemuria...Shimmers of black in the massing dark,
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Moon-frost glistens upon my tongue,The wraiths have gathered beneath the oak,
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My soul encased in antediluvian steel,The shades of pallid night descend,
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To ride the slime-flecked jewelled halls,Enshrined in ice and witches' spells,
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And silence falls on the marble walls.
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"R'acan Ahalgana chamiabac ahalmez ahatocob tocapa chiamiaholom ahchami."
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As a black moon broods over Lemuria.(Lyrics: Byron, Music: Jonny)
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A BLACK MOON BROODS OVER LEUMRIA
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| Bal Sagoth |
