Staghelm
Natura Semper Praevalet

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• 1. These Winds Know My Name (12:36)
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  These winds know my name
  For years they have howled
  Many aethers have they roamed
  Many leaves have they mourned
  
  On through the night, relentless cries
  To their chilling choir, jagged branches sway
  The great chimes of Aquilon entrance my soul
  The threnody of winter seeps through the pines
  
  Like the echoed whispers
  Cried by dryads of the fen
  From the citadels of bark
  The winds call my name
  They know my name...
  
  Rising into the sky
  Through the nights
  Breath of time
  Song of pines
  Friend of mine
  With you, I will lie
• 2. Wrath of the Barked Ones (11:17)
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  Below dark skies, they consume the world
  The barked ones bring the prophesied destruction
  The roaring winds, now reavers of all
  Beat strong in the almighty winter’s heart
  
  This barren land, life atrophied
  As time tears the flesh from bone
  
  The dawn is dead, a broken promise
  Will night ever be appeased?
  
  Their twisted roots, grasp of undying
  Clings on, as they bring forth death
  
  No life to bear, the land now withers
  Their wrath takes its final toll
  Puts an end to all...
  
  The decaying light of autumn’s last rays
  Crawls into the horizon
  The reign of the sorrowful cold ones now stands tall
  As its plight goes on forevermore...
  
  My time here is done
  All my light has been shone
  Now but dwindling remains
  From a once roaring soul
  And not even the stars
  Can shine for me now
  As I slowly ascend
  Up into the dawn
• 3. Altar of Oblivion (09:49)
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  A derelict grove
  Frozen soil where lies below
  Summer’s rotting tomb
  
  ‘Twixt icy streams
  Remains of a fruitless spring
  Where frost shall reign
  
  Where all grew green
  Now corpses of ghostly sheen
  Lay still in eternal screams
  
  A desert of snow
  Chokes all that will try to grow
  In unending woe
  
  Light shines...
  Light wanes...
  Light dies...
  Light gone.
  
  Shrouded in darkness, still is the air of this stagnant grove
  Death surrounds it all, like walls of a crypt
  
  Spires of misery, figments of decay
  Bow to the night, bow to the cold, or be swept away
  
  Deathly xyloliths, nightmares cased in eternal ice
  Snow incarcerates all that was before
  
  Withering pillars, idols of attrition
  From temples of growth, now an altar of oblivion stands tall
  
  Sylvan choir, swaying their limbs in the moonless night
  Screaming elegies, below silent stars
  
  Wooden worlds forever still in December’s gloom
  Days devoid of life, no light to atone
  
  Spectral murmurs, chilling the air like a frozen wind
  Their only haven, the cold of the stones
  
  Winter chaos, unending blizzard and blackened sun
  Come the promised dawn, at last it will rise
  
  At last I see the light shine through the clouds, oblivion is no more
  
  Flooded by gold,
  Sun’s coruscations and heavenly glow
  Reviving me and my windswept soul
  
  The stars remind me that the night is darkest before the break of dawn
  
  But through the unending dark
  They and the moon have shown the way through winter’s scorn...
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