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Faerie Rock
07:12
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I have seen with my own eyes, beneath another sky
by the lights of long dead stars, a place outside of time
And I have seen in days long past, on altars of the sun
Rituals to set things right when Winter’s war was won
They told me once, they told me twice,
If one should encounter the folk, listen not to their lies
And never meet the gaze of one who's seen a million moons
But oh, how could I have ever hoped to look away from those eyes
when Winter wailed my woes?
A song upon the wind
To go where I cannot return
To remember their names...
I'll tell you once, I'll tell you twice
If one should encounter the folk, listen not to their lies
And never meet the gaze of one who's seen a million moons
Oh, how could I have ever hoped to look away from those eyes?
I cannot see myself reflected; I cannot see at all
But I am seen and known and held a captive in his thrall
I am not here
nor am I there
I remember, but I’m forgotten
I have made my enemies in lands I once called home,
for I have spoken names of things better left unknown
To bear the mark, that’s how it starts, no way to deny
that fate has brought us here by stone and stream and sky
But I cannot return
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A Corner of Avalon
03:19
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Mañana iré a buscarte,
igual que todos los días.
Quiero hablarte una vez más.
Quiero contarte mi vida,
para que sepas que tienes
alguien más en quién confiar.
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A Song for Severian
05:19
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All is not as it seems, Severian -
like all that was to never be is lost to the past
Gone as if in a dream,
the dragon devours the heart of the sun
This aeon is dust at the fading of day
A thousand ages in thy sight
Time is closing in on you
They're watching you now, the heralds on high
For judgment's awaiting the one who's cloaked in the night
How could you have foreseen the ghost of your deeds;
a shadow through centuries past, echoing into eternity?
So banish your fears, harden your heart,
And shield your spirit from the storm
What’s done has been done, but you must go on
So each man shall carry his sins
In service of hope, we’re awaiting the dawn
Sufficient is thine arm alone
As long as death should spare you, carry on
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Der Erlkönig
03:48
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Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
Er faßt ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.
"Mein Sohn, was birgst du so bang dein Gesicht?"
"Siehst, Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht?
Den Erlenkönig mit Kron' und Schweif?"
"Mein Sohn, es ist ein Nebelstreif."
"Du liebes Kind, komm, geh mit mir!
Gar schöne Spiele spiel' ich mit dir;
Manch' bunte Blumen sind an dem Strand,
Meine Mutter hat manch gülden Gewand."
"Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht,
Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht?"
"Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind;
In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind."
"Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehn?
Meine Töchter sollen dich warten schön;
Meine Töchter führen den nächtlichen Reihn,
Und wiegen und tanzen und singen dich ein."
"Mein Vater, mein Vater, und siehst du nicht dort
Erlkönigs Töchter am düstern Ort?"
"Mein Sohn, mein Sohn, ich seh' es genau:
Es scheinen die alten Weiden so grau."
"Ich liebe dich, mich reizt deine schöne Gestalt;
Und bist du nicht willig, so brauch' ich Gewalt."
"Mein Vater, mein Vater, jetzt faßt er mich an!
Erlkönig hat mir ein Leids getan!"
Dem Vater grauset's; er reitet geschwind,
Er hält in Armen das ächzende Kind,
Erreicht den Hof mit Mühe und Not;
In seinen Armen das Kind war tot.
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He holds one song next to his heart
Deep in a silence known in three parts
A tale of sorrow, solely known
To masters of lore skilled in their arts
He holds his peace forevermore
Lest he open the door
When the Seven awoke at the sound of their names
The Singer was lost and his family slain
The cost of the truth - ever so high
And wrapped in his silence, are the sounds of the cries
that haunt the world behind his eyes
Thus heroes arise
Only the fool believes the legend of the bards
Only the fool ignores the wisdom in their verse
Only the Singer and the Seven know the truth between the words
Only one such as he, who has seen Seven faces of naked despair
Can steel his resolve and bind the Wind to his will
on his quest to avenge
He knows their signs and counts them well
For learning their names is breaking their spell
Trouble and terror make a hero
So speak not a word
For Seven terrors listen for their names
Walk a thousand miles and dream a thousand nights
Or hold your peace forevermore
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The Fae Seattle, Washington
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