Wiccan Wyrd
๐ต 1128 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:14 duration
๐ ID: 26689585
๐ Lyrics
Where they travel through darkness and thorny groves
Searching for a leading might
When the earth stands deserted
And the sea weeps aloud
For the night, they hold the hour
And at the altar, visions start to burn
Beyond the veil
Burn and ablaze
Seeking wisdom in the roots of the earth
Their curses sharp, their blessings bright
They craft the dark, In herbs and roots and ancient scars
Their power lies, in moon and stars
Ascend over moors and meadows
Through oak-tree field and green islands
Of wyccan wyrd, I sing a tale
Of witches' craft and spells so pale
The moon doth wane and shadows grow
As witches' chants doth ebb and flow
ร dear voices, i embrace thy pain
Beyond the veil
Burn and ablaze
There's are the witches stealing spears with their magic spells
And combine murder-craft with a corpse-rest
They must die for the stronger might
Until fate allows it
In the stream of fire, the're born anew
They gather round the cauldron's flame
With toads and bats, all the same
They stir the brew with cackling glee
And chant their spells with mystery
Through forest dark and open field
Their magic doth its power wield
Searching for a leading might
When the earth stands deserted
And the sea weeps aloud
For the night, they hold the hour
And at the altar, visions start to burn
Beyond the veil
Burn and ablaze
Seeking wisdom in the roots of the earth
Their curses sharp, their blessings bright
They craft the dark, In herbs and roots and ancient scars
Their power lies, in moon and stars
Ascend over moors and meadows
Through oak-tree field and green islands
Of wyccan wyrd, I sing a tale
Of witches' craft and spells so pale
The moon doth wane and shadows grow
As witches' chants doth ebb and flow
ร dear voices, i embrace thy pain
Beyond the veil
Burn and ablaze
There's are the witches stealing spears with their magic spells
And combine murder-craft with a corpse-rest
They must die for the stronger might
Until fate allows it
In the stream of fire, the're born anew
They gather round the cauldron's flame
With toads and bats, all the same
They stir the brew with cackling glee
And chant their spells with mystery
Through forest dark and open field
Their magic doth its power wield
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:31.98] Where they travel through darkness and thorny groves
[00:37.46] Searching for a leading might
[00:43.12] When the earth stands deserted
[00:48.67] And the sea weeps aloud
[01:08.22] For the night, they hold the hour
[01:13.96] And at the altar, visions start to burn
[01:19.40] Beyond the veil
[01:26.37] Burn and ablaze
[01:33.44] Seeking wisdom in the roots of the earth
[01:38.96] Their curses sharp, their blessings bright
[01:44.56] They craft the dark, In herbs and roots and ancient scars
[01:50.02] Their power lies, in moon and stars
[02:43.29] Ascend over moors and meadows
[02:54.33] Through oak-tree field and green islands
[03:08.73] Of wyccan wyrd, I sing a tale
[03:12.97] Of witches' craft and spells so pale
[03:17.23] The moon doth wane and shadows grow
[03:22.13] As witches' chants doth ebb and flow
[03:36.24] ร dear voices, i embrace thy pain
[03:44.73] Beyond the veil
[03:51.49] Burn and ablaze
[03:58.59] There's are the witches stealing spears with their magic spells
[04:04.20] And combine murder-craft with a corpse-rest
[04:09.67] They must die for the stronger might
[04:12.47] Until fate allows it
[04:15.13] In the stream of fire, the're born anew
[04:32.15] They gather round the cauldron's flame
[04:37.54] With toads and bats, all the same
[04:43.33] They stir the brew with cackling glee
[04:48.57] And chant their spells with mystery
[04:54.38] Through forest dark and open field
[04:59.61] Their magic doth its power wield
[05:13.45]
[00:37.46] Searching for a leading might
[00:43.12] When the earth stands deserted
[00:48.67] And the sea weeps aloud
[01:08.22] For the night, they hold the hour
[01:13.96] And at the altar, visions start to burn
[01:19.40] Beyond the veil
[01:26.37] Burn and ablaze
[01:33.44] Seeking wisdom in the roots of the earth
[01:38.96] Their curses sharp, their blessings bright
[01:44.56] They craft the dark, In herbs and roots and ancient scars
[01:50.02] Their power lies, in moon and stars
[02:43.29] Ascend over moors and meadows
[02:54.33] Through oak-tree field and green islands
[03:08.73] Of wyccan wyrd, I sing a tale
[03:12.97] Of witches' craft and spells so pale
[03:17.23] The moon doth wane and shadows grow
[03:22.13] As witches' chants doth ebb and flow
[03:36.24] ร dear voices, i embrace thy pain
[03:44.73] Beyond the veil
[03:51.49] Burn and ablaze
[03:58.59] There's are the witches stealing spears with their magic spells
[04:04.20] And combine murder-craft with a corpse-rest
[04:09.67] They must die for the stronger might
[04:12.47] Until fate allows it
[04:15.13] In the stream of fire, the're born anew
[04:32.15] They gather round the cauldron's flame
[04:37.54] With toads and bats, all the same
[04:43.33] They stir the brew with cackling glee
[04:48.57] And chant their spells with mystery
[04:54.38] Through forest dark and open field
[04:59.61] Their magic doth its power wield
[05:13.45]