Red King

I am the Red King

Chorus of the wild, my song they do sing

Ever have I been and ever will I be

Pillar of all suns, leaves of eternal tree

Religion I know not, unbound I am free

Single path I know, sacred if thou be

I am the blood that bleeds red

The great cycle ever fed

I am the beating heart aflame

True king without a name

Rising Tide

Waves of turmoil and thundering skies
The Huntsman, the storm he rides
Brothers and sisters, the tides do rise
To ever drown the oppressor’s lies
Ride the tides of chaos high
Rise the will to never die
Rejoice, we shall rejoice
Those who act with no choice
For those who crawl, chained to follow
Shall rise to lead beyond sorrow
Those who lead with tyrant’s grip
Fleeting, their world does slip
For we shall dance in the garden’s bloom
Of castles that burn in fated doom
We shall see their mansions fall
A gift of nothing, ever small
For does our blood not bleed red?
No longer seek the meal once fed
For he born low shall rise as king
He born high, his fall we sing
May old world laws be swept away
The rising tide, her ever sway
Royalty shall fall to never return
Worthless crowns shall ever burn
For we shall dance, hope our song
A new world, an old road long

I Hunger, I Thirst

I seek war not upon the living, nor upon the dead
I war upon myself, one of past mislead
Self of day gone, daily must die
Today I shall slay my self hidden lie
I seek not to trespass nor trample another
Already I dine beside lost sisters and brothers
Oaths cast in blood, roaring in night
Storm winds blind single thy sight
There are promises I must keep
The honeyed whispers of woken sleep
To purify my spirit, lightning’s sacrifice
The sacred last breath of my life
I ever hunger and ever I thirst
For all I love, I vow to die first

Patient Frenzy

Beloved strangers, veiled faces known
How many lifetimes have we grown?
Shadowed comrades, fated to meet
The twisted path we do seek
Do you see the stars this night?
An eternal union, eye’s delight
A fire will burn that awaits my voice
Tell me a tale of one with no choice
A fire will burn that awaits my glare
A union of shadowed faces stare
There is dirt that awaits my touch
Ever wounded and never a crutch
A cup of nectar awaits my desire
I raise my glass to this unknown fire
To you who walks the path of fate
Ever destined is our date
For the sun speaks of a time to come
A ship to sail, failure to ever shun
If first I fall and fail to rise
Upon storm winds spirits will ride
For the winds carry the unknown fate
The winds do guide this destined date
I await the day we meet
In silence we shall first greet
Tonight of this shadowed moon
I do praise the forest groom
Tonight under stars we see
The maiden grows to ever be
This night I raise my glass to you
This path of fate our only due

Oak Heart

I am Father of the Forest, Son of the Earth
Sower of seed, each sprout a new birth
Hungry roots pierce deep the land
Shadowed leaves fall, a whispered lost clan
My deepest of love, you I shall shield
King of the heart, Oak of the field
I fear not the axe nor thunder above
I fear the slow rot, the thought of lost love
Your burden my kindred, I shall ever bear
The stars and the moon, remember with care
The sun does grant bliss and taketh away
By lightning, lightning shall be my last day

Servant of the Shield Wall

My life shall make you strong
My fate, will it be long?
Upon my hand you shall stand
Oak of the Field, King of the Land
My hand shall deliver you power
From oath I shall never cower
My hand shall bring you strength
Walk upon blades of any length
I shall be the first to fall
Quickly now brethren, stride ever tall
I shall be the first to feel
From death, can we steal?
I care not why you will kill
Nor why in fire you shall fall ever still
When will you feel shield’s final weight?
What choice did you lose this date?
What oath has been lost?
What vow has been tossed?
What path did you choose?
What honour did you lose?
When hang you shall from sacred oak
Weight of the shield, the final yoke

The Shaman’s Flame

When lone is the moon of night
When high is the sun of light
In fate place a single trust
Cycles rotate, cycles thrust
Feel the heart and pulse of land
Bedrock breath on which you stand
Does there exist an edge?
Has the shadow ever bled?
In seed is divine oak near
In oak is sun, he glares not here
Sight of brother’s riddled eyes
A heart burns far, on earth we lie
Breath cast far and draws all near
Fire tongue, can one burn fear?
Flame to roar a beacon bright
A single breath, all suns this night
Every breath to ever be
Here and now, this lone decree
Fly from cage of death’s grip
Upon true throne no breath sits
Realms to wander far and wide
This subtle stream the heart does guide
When moon is whole and flowers bleed
The wolf bane burns, destroy thy greed
When night is dark, no flame does spark
The nectar pours, banish the dark
Freedom of spirit’s unbound roar
On silver wings the stars do soar
The Shaman’s flame this night burns bright
The center, the edge, beyond and in sight
When all form fades away
Know the truth of nature’s sway
In blood return to earth’s fate
In strength you must wield this date
Know the wisest council far
Know when to draw the sword in war
Know when bright arrows soar
Know when to walk through new door
A stagnant heart, a ship not at sail
The Universe shall weep and wail
When growth does not seek the seed
The stars in silence ever bleed
Fly, fly true, fire bright
The cycle shall be thy sight
The cycle turns, return you must
For in you the spirits do put trust
Of stars under ancient sight
Of flames that burn in the night
Return, return to world of fate
Wield you must each every date
The cycle turns, return you must
For in you the spirits do put trust
Of stars under ancient sight
Of flames that burn in the night