Keen Of The Crow Hyborea 1. Prologue 2. Where Dead Kings Lie We died among you Where no flames shall burn A patrician of song A stone in the earth A spear of black A banner of bone We died among you Where no flames shall burn A patrician of song A stone in the earth Of song and reverie Of times long since gone Far from reach again Soaring so high Above us all To reach the sky To tame the flame Of times long since gone Calling for you Reaching for you Like a dream in us all Ye shall awaken And ye shall know A time of war We stand before you A unity of might An ensuing tide Crashing upon the shore We are of your flesh A child of your womb The blood in your veins In ashes we are spent We stand before you A unity of might An ensuing tide Crashing upon the shore We are of your flesh A child of your womb The blood in your veins In ashes we are spent We are the earth The ebbing flow of time The end and beginning And all of nothing We shall take all The shape of the clouds The mark of the wind The vast open sky Where only blood shall rule Where only blood shall rule Where only blood shall rule Where only blood shall rule Blood shall rule Blood shall rule Blood shall rule Monument of blood and rule A singe upon my flesh Of kings and gods I sing unto thee Monument of steel and might The spring from which I flow Of lords and men Mark and know it well Death, a blessing The storm of steel has come Away, a moment The ways of flesh undone Monument of life and death Each stone upon this earth Of age and merit I sing unto thee Monument of grace and lust The desire in your heart Of pain and ruin Savage, one and all Death, a blessing The storm of steel has come Away, a moment The ways of flesh undone Vast, and open The everlasting sky Great, and distant Below, the mortal glow 3. Hyborea Dark, foreboding, symbolic Dark, foreboding, symbolic Of funeral and feast As it was so before A harbinger of loss Of wind and sacrament Just as always been Dark, foreboding, symbolic Of funeral and feast This forest of the dead Deep shall they root From this earthen memory The seeds are sown Dark, foreboding, symbolic Of funeral and feast 4. Left for the Wolves Bonded, alone, waiting Bonded, alone, waiting Mark of the wolf Cold Death bears the mark of the wolf Again shall this earth doth reckon Blood for the dead inherit And flesh for the feasting The mark of the wolf The omen's wretched calling For dark rituals it speaks This wolf witch now betrothed By this Cimmerian steel Cold Flesh for the feasting Left for the wolves Conceived in fire and wind Wailing through evening light This wolf witch now betrothed By this Cimmerian steel Cold Flesh for the feasting Left for the wolves Bonded, alone, waiting Where all times beset Unto this wall and chain An oath met, an oath given Bonded, alone, waiting The hunter moon brings tribute Death shall never claim me As dinner for wolf 5. The Eye of the Serpent 6. To Reach Emptiness Emptiness, of that I know you Emptiness, of that I've found Emptiness, of that I want you Emptiness, of that I am My will is the way My will is the divine The serpent's heart The serpent's tongue Enchanting you Your will is my way Your mind and your body I'll give you this Shall I tell you? The riddle of steel To reach emptiness To reach emptiness Want and you shall plummet Know and you shall fall You shall fall Covet and you shall conquer The strength and power of flesh Want and you shall plummet Know and you shall fall You shall fall Covet and you shall conquer The strength and power of flesh My will is the way My will is the divine The serpent's heart The serpent's tongue Enchanting you To reach emptiness To reach emptiness 7. Burning Away A light upon this dark A blaze which embraces us A torch within our hearts A burning sun, razing forth I am the light upon you Growing and growing I am the fire within you Burning and burning Burning away Burning away Burning away Burning away Of your blood I am bleeding For your salvation I am reaching I am your setting sun Dawning and dawning I am your waking mind Searching and searching I am your saving grace Knowing and knowing I am an aging mind Wanting and waiting As your growing need I am taking Where all the rivers meet I am flowing I am the light upon you Growing and growing I am the fire within you Burning and burning Burning away 8. Valeria She shivers, so cold She shivers, so cold Every breath brings curse Handmaiden to Crom Rests in Valhalla She shall pay the gods Her life for my own With Doom she will reckon Screaming at Crom Vowing my vengeance She shall lead my steel Journey to Doom Blood of his children Sacrifice in her memory She is calling out to me My wife, my lover, my passion I can still hear her words "Do you want to live forever?" She is my everlasting My wife, my lover, my passion I will repeat her words "Do you want to live forever?" When the wounds grow so deep She shall command my fate The vow has been spoken The vow has been met A toll for Hyborea paid in full I'm the bringer of war For honor for might No matter the price I pay I'm the bringer of war For honor for might No matter the price I pay War War 9. Seeking Fury, Becoming Wrath A sign, a memory Of a time long since past This pain and suffering Razed by their flames The enigma of steel The iron fist of war Of pain and ruin Of blood shall ye reap Of blood shall ye reap Its seed ye shall sow Together they face above a blackened moon Yet they are one above a blackened sun A sign, a memory Of a time long since past My blood and lineage Razed by their flames The enigma of steel I shall be its master Of pain and ruin Of blood shall ye reap Together they face above a blackened moon Yet they are one above a blackened sun Together they face above a blackened moon Yet they are one above a blackened sun Fury Wrath Fury Wrath I have come to burn your temples To seal your ruin To end your lives I have risen to claim my vengeance Seeking fury Becoming wrath Together they face above a blackened moon Yet they are one above a blackened sun Together they face above a blackened moon Yet they are one above a blackened sun Fury Wrath Fury Wrath 10. Stygian Black Lotus Dying...we are all dying Dying to live...living to die Devour the graven bloom To reap the bitter harvest Embrace the divine dark Caress this black oblivion To my lips, the stygian lotus Drowning my waking mind A vision of grand dementia Entombed in this ecstasy My mind this refuge This curse of flesh and blood Grasping the ever black To my lips the stygian lotus Drowning my waking mind A vision of grand dementia Entombed in this ecstasy Time enough for sleep In the grave Time enough for sleep In the grave Grave... 11. Epilogue