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Nahanagan Stadial
09:43
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The Nahanagan Interstadial
As earth and sky intertwine
Geoglyphs banish to time
Its convulsions oscillate through
The infinite glacial wastes
Seismically uncharted
The grand freeze
Let the slate be wiped clean
Stratospheric breach
Tectonic shifts
Monolithic movements
Civilisation reversed
Follow the passage of time's coiled design
Lead by frozen signs of those left behind
Ischemic, blackened hands entombed in ice
Fossilised relics of the endless night
Ice sheets drift
The earth's core cracks below
Winds encircle
Oceans spiral downward
The blind lead the blind lead the blind lead the blind
On a death march through the cryospheric corridor
As the earth cracks
And the winds howl
Let the oceans turn
With the frozen signs of those left behind
Follow the passage of times coiled design
Through the endless glacial wastes of the Nahanagan Stadial
The blind lead the blind lead the blind
On a death march through the cryospheric corridor
Ferocious thundering
Blinding light
The Nahanagan Stadial
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2. |
Feast of the Epiphany
05:17
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The wild beasts drop
The wren takes flight
Ominous silence calling
An Epiphany
Cut through the dead of night
A sharp rise of winds
Black clouds rush in
In suffocating plumes
Flashes of lightning
Ignite red auroras
Across the north sky
Lashes of striking sands
Rock uprooted
Cliffs whirl down
Into the black abyss
An Oíche na Gaoithe Móire
Immeasurable
Elevation
Nothing higher
Utter darkness
Roofs ripped
Forests flail
Towers felled
In a whirlwind of red
Flashes of lightning
Ignite red auroras
Reveal the great wave
Sea stacks toppled
The landbridge
Buried in time
Flashes of lightning
Ignite red auroras
Reveal the great wave
Roofs ripped
Forests flail
Towers felled
In a whirlwind of red
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3. |
Plagues of Knowth
06:28
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Astral signs etched from
Curbed solstice light
Draws steam from stone
Ascension of a harrowing hex
Age of oblivion has arrived
A monumental sickness acquired
Enumerated remains
Exalted amassed
A tumulus of flesh
With the reviled below
Shafts of light burn the grand path
The invisible leveller forges the flame
The wheel has turned
Shafts of light burn the grand path
The ancients have arrived
Let the àge-old anvil
Wince and sing
Let two thousand cries ring
Evil expelled
Purified flesh
Sanctity summoned
Deliverance of death
Sickness dispelled
Cleansed flesh
Sanctity summoned
Acceptance of death
Rejoice, at the final call
Let the light takes us
through the stone halls
Jubilate
Transcendency beyond
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4. |
Cladh Hàlainn
07:18
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Caibideal snìomhte le cearcaill fola air chloch
Gun gath solais tro na sgòthan dhorcha
Eachdraidh pheircill nan seasamh tro luath
Taisbeanadh ìobairt, agus an t-uisge sa ghaoth
Smùid de cheò ag eirigh, còmhdaichte ann an dorchadas
Solas Iupatair ann an Uibhist a Deas
A’ seasamh a-staigh dhan chearcall cloiche
Cruthan fiarach
A’ snìomh ri solas Iupatair ann an Uibhist a Deas
A’ seasamh a-staigh dhan chearcall cloiche
ag eirigh, còmhdaichte an dorchadas
Air tùs na teine
Cathadh na mara
Àirde cailleagan na h-achadh
An dara blasad den lann
Caithte air charraig bholcànach
Amar fola on torc
An treas togail an srian
An ròpa mu amhaich
Cabar nam boirche mòra
An ceathramh, cnàmhan droma briste
Leis an tua urramaich
Bleith na cnàmhan gu dusd
Cnàmhan sgaoilte
Gu na ceithir sluic
Cnàmhan nan iomadh,
Le cheile mar aon
Sgreadan carraideach, cràite
Monmhair air a’ ghaoth
Seanaisean sìorruidh
De Chladh Hàlainn
Air tùs na teine
An dara blasad den lann
An treas togail an srian
An ceathramh, cnàmhan droma briste
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Feallaire Dóite
11:52
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Cumhacht suiteáilte,
Sa mire báiní laistigh.
Gach leigheas diúltaithe
Is íorthacht driogtha é
Tiomnú don bhás
Faoi gheasa ársa
Mura dtabharfaidh sé aird ar an lann
Cuirfidh mé ar fad trí thine é
Óráid, nimhneach dubh,
Labhartha i fuighle casta
I measc lascthaí eich bháin
Ar lá na sabóide tiocfaidh sí chughainn
Scaraithe an bheidh a araí
Feall, cealg
Chuir tú síolta an scriosta
Urraim ón diabhal
Tiomnaithe don bhás
Filleadh chugam
Dúsigh as do bhrionglóid
Éalaigh ó ghreim an diabhail
Ná fan faoina chumhacht
Scaoil tú féin ón gcumhacht.
Tá a ngreim fós ag tachtadh
Ag dó fós gan staonadh
Uile ní a bhí ann
Ó a Bhríd, ní tinteán ná cloch
An bhféadfá cur i gcoinne na ndíogras
An Feallaire Dóite
Faoin bfhód go dtógfaidh an diabhal thú
Cén fáth ar thréig tú sinn
An Feallaire Dóite
Anocht, rachaidh
Mé go dtí an scrín toirmiscthe
An Feallaire Dóite
Faoin bfhód go dtógfaidh an tine thú
An Feallaire Dóite
Faoin bfhód go dtógfaidh an diabhal thú
An Feallaire Dóite
Faoin bfhód go dtógfaidh an deatach thú
An Feallaire Dóite
Catamán, gaotheann sí tríd an gceo íseal liath
Faoi chnoc Choill na gCanánach a sheas sí
Agus iad ag stáineadh ar ais
Laethanta gan deireadh, bliana sabaitéireachta
Ó, conas ar fheall tú mé
Agus na laethanta scriosta sin
Tá a ngreim
Fós ag tachtadh
Gach uile a bhí,
Fós ag dó
Dúireadh gurb é an té
A ionanálann deatach na marbh
Atá mar an diabhal saolta
Í, nach raibh in ann mac a iompair
Daoradh chun báis agus saor ón gcumhacht
Tá a ngreim
Fós ag tachtadh
Gach uile a bhí,
Fós ag dó
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