Gallows Tree

Do you seek the hand of strength?
The way of shadowed sword?
The frenzied way
The lonely path
Never seek
Nothing will be found
For one is born thus
Until sleep in ground
To master deep forest ways
To don the skin of wolf
Oh so very few
Only the man who grew
One decade will be the time
Until his sight is One
Insanity will be his cry
Find the moon that opens the Eye
Sorely mistaken is the enraged path
Voice of lightning and thunder
Many a fool will claim falsely
The real wolf hears his blunder
Pure masculinity?
What a joke
Leave that for those so false
Embrace the shadows
The Tree of Gallows
What price for wisdom sought
Forge thy hand
In fire and ice
Open the Spirit
Great is the price
A decade will be the beginning
No unmastered fool nor child
Embrace the hand of softness
Or you will never be wild
Such is the cult
We have always been
Falsely represented by weak men
The frenzious way is more than blood
It is one of magic and artful mind
Sitting still one must stay
You believe it is simple rage?
Blind your are with nothing to say
For only when Serpent consumes self
Ones spine is the Lightning struck Tree
Only then will the wolf skin be worn
Only then will you be free
Were will you find him?
The Transcended Wolf?
He is not to be sought
If you have been chosen
You will be found upon the path
Do not walk the open road
You will be mislead
He is within the shadow
Hidden from all
The great art is what sets him apart
Apart from simple ape
From those whoes minds are raped
The frenzied poet
The ergi filled way
Balance to be found
Only then will you be Crowned
A silent speaker he will be
A void of thought and eye
Let fools and weak boast of nothing
He will see through their lie
The blade of most danger
The frenzied magic
Not weak anger
Fire bright
Chanted dance of night
Howl echoed amongst trees
Enlightened cult
Wolfskin sought
Sacrifice of self
Eternal wealth

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The Good Walkers

When evil witches prowl and prey
The Benandanti come out to play
When foul magic takes aflight
The Good Walkers come out to fight
When disease and famine threaten the land
The land’s protectors take their stand
Spirits sent forth to battle gloom
To send evil ones to their doom
Yet the Jealous One ruled the law
And spoke a curse to damn them all
A dark time under treacherous decree
Death and torture influenced by insanity
This day remember the Good Walkers name
They came to bless and not to maim

As Said The Flame

I spoke with the flame
Under the full moon
Under the empty moon
I spoke with the flame
For if one stares long enough
If one seeks without seeking
The flame will show you The Way
Look now! This is your life
Look now! This is your death
Will you still walk The Way?
For fear must burn
Words mean nothing
Only action is weighed
Act without hesitation
For you who walks The Way
If Brother falls
You must fall
We must fall as One
Loyalty is only found in deed
Loyalty is found in the dead
Loyalty is all
As said the flame
This Way to your death
Intimate and blissfully
For it has cultivated The Way
Keep looking
Do not stray
For death is the only Way
As said the flame

Let Us Take A Walk

Badb's Grove Art

That feeling
The feeling when one walks into the forest
The forest that is deep
Shadows enclose
The truth of existence wraps your essence
Arousal comes quickly here
Can you feel it?
Or are you still buried in false self?
It is the feeling of freedom
The feeling of truth
Here: You are what you truly are
Not what you wish to be
Not what you believe to be
The forest does not care
It will kill you without hesitation
Without remorse to your human beliefs
Everything here wishes you gone
Everything here is hostile
Yet, only here do I feel I belong
I feel welcomed
I feel unwelcomed
In that is the beauty of the forest
False celebrities
Royal cowards
Greedy politicians
All are naked here
There is no false worship
All are the nothingness they truly are
For he who needs society to be powerful
Is the weakest of animals
Walk into the forest
What are you now?
The smell of the swamp is inviting
Swamps are beautiful
For few tread here
Here one can be alone
Away from the lies and chaos
The copperhead that crosses my path is beautiful
We understand one another
As we respect what we truly are
The black widow that may be hiding
The hawk that screeches above
Nothing cares about your self created belief
You are naked and true
This is a place for peace and meditation
This is a place for finding and losing
Eventually the time must end
A return to the paths of concrete
The paths of slavery
This is a dog eat dog world
Yet I see few teeth
Only the noise of barking
I am sick of barking
I am intensely hungry

The Wild Hunt

WIldHunt

Deep in the night
When the sleeping ones sleep
Travel alone
To the darkest of groves
The owls will speak
And prey will shriek
If one listens within
Baying hounds come from without
The violent wind gusts
With the tempest horses rush
Riding ever near
Horns blow with might
Thunder pounds in your ears
Join us they say
You who are brave
The Rider has come
Spear dripping with blood
A sacrifice he demands
Blood from your veins
Without fear you must give
To be one with him
You saddle the horse
To join the ride of The Huntsman
The truth of our souls
Ecstasy unbound
Trepidation unknown
Yet those who show fear
Will never return
Haunted forever
As god’s eyes will burn
Deep in the night
If you hear the horns and the hounds
A decision must be made
To be free or be chained
To join us
To join the cavalcade
To join us
In the Wild Hunt