Arde
Ancestral Cult
1. The Birth Portal
Many years waiting for this magic moment
as in the twilight mist our two big astros came together,
there where the shadows move rapidly,
union of a birth portal that delivers all creation
when darkness is giving the light
and the sun no longer rises
below the throne of the moon
the uterus which created everything
was born as an interdimensional door
like a tunnel that dims the vision
we all cross through it
leaving everything behind
surrounded by winds that never fade away
storming to the seeds of the tree of life
the one that gave us one of the ancient and powerful symbols
keeping the secrets of the universe in our existence
when darkness is giving the light
and the sun no longer rises
below the throne of the moon
the uterus which created everything
was born as an interdimensional door
2. Halls of Ostara
By moonlight the trees looked like walls
in front of our light frozen eyes
wind sang in the background about legends
never revealed to us
freezing upon the roots our bodies naked and fragile
praying to the stars to bring us shelter
every step crushed our bones, blood changed from red to silver
sharp stones felt like new hope beneath our feet
and then an empty scream filled the cold air:
“look for the fire at the high mountains!”
our faces started to melt while the scream turned to a defeaning whisper
we could hear the voices of our ancestors
echoes of a guiding light in the middle of this dark and frozen temple
the stones then opened like mothers womb
presented in the form of a dark cold cave while spiritual voices were singing from the inside
a female figure pointed to the entry as a fire with charm covered her sinful body,
silver hair framed her solemn face
screams became melodies of ancient chants
the halls of Ostara so pleasant and mesmerizing
a sweet smell of fertility from the ground filled the air…
...before we vanished into eternity
3. Síle
Stoney limbs guide us
with an opening
boughs of golden hyacinth,
a rosary
lake of stone,
a tower glowing underneath
braided bones,
an alternating melody
4. The Birch
Time has come after a long eternal darkness,
frozen winds whipping the birch trees,
a burning sun rising from the east,
fear of the creatures which lurk in the barren grounds.
a new beginning brought by the dawn.
being the light of a new birth.
skies painted with blood from past battles,
dead warriors melting in the underworld.
Berkana’s fire glowing upon the woodland floor.
who sleep shall awake
to be witness of a miraculous power,
a mysterious protection leading to new birth.
in her dream you will hear the earth breathing
mother of light, powerful sense of creation,
secret and delightful journey through the byways of our evolution
being the light of a new birth.
being the light of a new fire.
5. Vesica Piscis
Columns of fire
in a spiral mourning
the sun has emerged,
ablazing this final day
between grey clouds of pain the Great Mother’s light
made its way
eternally profaned and corrupted by false worships
though destroying the cult for flesh and bone
Vesica Piscis carved wide open,
spiral sounds resonating.
the Great Mother’s light won’t extinguish...
Suzko zutabeen bira
zuzentzen egunsentira
Ekin sorrerak egun hauetan
oro lainopean dira
profanatzean betira
traizionatuen egira
Vesica Piscis zitzelkatuak
betirako dira
...not by fake words of adoration
...not by sacrifices and wrong cults
...not by empty prayers
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