Pagan Forest from Pagan Forest by YSENGÅRD

HOWLING OF THE NIGHT
A CALLING OF THE OLD
WHISPERS IN THE TREES
HYMN OF ANCIENT SONG
CONJURING THE SKIES
FIRE OF THE SOUL
WYRD OF LIFE AND DEATH
STAVED INTO THE BONE

I AM THE NIGHTS MOON OF OLD
IN DEATH, CARRY ME HOME
IN DEATH, CARRY ME HOME

OLD YEW, WHICH GRASPEST AT THE STONES
THAT NAME THE UNDER-LYING DEAD,
THY FIBRES NET THE DREAMLESS HEAD,
THY ROOTS ARE WRAPT ABOUT THE BONES.

AND GAZING ON THEE, SULLEN TREE,
SICK FOR THY STUBBORN HARDIHOOD,
I SEEM TO FAIL FROM OUT MY BLOOD
AND NOW INCORPORATE INTO THEE
AND NOW INCORPORATE INTO THEE

HOLLOW THESE WORDS
STRENGTHEN MY WILL
GUIDE MY SIGHT
THROUGH THE BEATING HEART OF YEW
THIS PAGAN FOREST
STAVED INTO MY SOUL
PYRE OF LIFE
SAGED INTO THE COLD

I AM THE NIGHTS MOON OF OLD
IN DEATH, CARRY ME HOME
IN DEATH, CARRY ME HOME

• Black Metal
• Blackened Heavy Metal
• Dungeon Metal
• Dungeon Synth
• Medieval Black Metal
• Metal
• Liechtenstein