Fox Skin

Frenzied one, unbound one
Bringer of wine
Ecstasy’s father, ecstasy’s son
Ecstatic we dine
Dancers are many
Joyous and ripe
Oh what a pleasure
Sight a delight
Horns of the horned
Music of night
Rivers of nectar
Dance of moon light
Grove of the ancient
Drink of far sight
Cast down thy self
Drink deep of might

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Taken

Welcome my Brother
Spoke He
I have come for no other
The time is now
Put down your plow
Long ago
I did not know
Horns in the distance I hear
Into the blackness I stare
What is this noise
What is the trembling of joy
I did not know
Why my seeds did not sow
Again and again cast down
Chasing a rusted crown
No one cares
To understand, no one dares
Flight far from home
War cast upon one alone
The horns grew loud
In distance a riding crowd
Circling and circling at night
My sleep stirred in sight
My spirit taken away
To a realm I will not say
Year after year
Spirit changed dear
The flame is stroked
The frenzy invoked
Why is this so
I did not know
The horns come again and again
A symphony never to end
He came to me that stormy night
The Wild Rider in plain sight
You who have stalked deepest rage
Come now, brother
Feel no cage
Ride with us this eternal night
Cast away all worldly plight
We have come to claim you
Your time is long past due
Take the spear
Do not fear
Find true self
Eternal wealth
Ride with us this stormy night
You shall have eternal might
Decades I heard the call
A feeling great never small
Caught in the ride
Uncontrolled frenzy never died
What I became
None may name
Yet here and now
Stand above the crowd
In anguish I gained this power
For it is the Huntsman’s hour
Relations became distant
No care every instance
Yet they did not hear the breeze
That followed in life every eve
They did not here the horns afar
Even as a child guided by stars
A stranger I became
To many one insane
Cast away by brothers
No place for me
Never a time another
Every reaction to hate me so
It is because the storm wind blows
The Huntsman came for me
Swept away my veil to see
The eye of the storm I have found
Upon my head the shining crown
To reveal my vision
My immortal decision
With one call
The cavalcade upon will fall
Here to stand in plain sight
Here to rule the day and night
Time of reckoning
The wild ride at my beckoning
Thus the age of one cast down
Now the the age to wear the crown

The Huntsman Is Coming

The Huntsman is coming
Circle to consume flesh
All and nothing left
Stalking of self
Eternal wealth
The Huntsman is coming
Quick, become nothing
I leave
Never to deceive
Into abyss
None will miss
I sit
In silence
A candle lit
Flame of guidance
I have been told
Words of poor gold
The forest a sight to see
Heavy the heavy branched tree
The huntsman is coming
Quick, become nothing
For you shall be full
For you shall rule
Oh, he who is wild
Sun and a child
It has begun
Our song is heard sung
Quickly now, brethren
Arise now, unthreatened
You and you
Our time is due
Time has proven wrong
I hear it
I hear it
Again has come
Again has come our song
The Huntsman is coming
The time no longer long