The Third Storm of Cythraul
by ABSU
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released 27 January 1997
Shaftiel: Guitars, Bass and Vocals
Equitant: Guitars and Bass
Proscriptor: Vocals, Drums, Gong and Bells
Shaftiel: Guitars, Bass and Vocals
Equitant: Guitars and Bass
Proscriptor: Vocals, Drums, Gong and Bells
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- Track Name: The Winter Zephyr (...Within Kingdoms of Mist)
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One silver cloud collapsed below the glow of a harvest fullmoon.
`Cause we're here to make an oath and we'll raise our realm in a sky of maroon.
Our stratosphere turned dark; however, the Western winds never stopped blowing.
All deceiving religions fall, we'll gonna close our hands, and make our own
way.
[Chorus x 2]
Ignite the wroth flames -
3 fires to the sky
Before the violence,
We stand before the most, wild beast.
We'll rape the peace.
Once again,
We summon you,
To join us all!
Standing upon the sand of the shores was a Queen, with a crown, of 13 stars.
She worships the dragon above, which exalts impiety in that wild beast.
Our father is here with us and we'll summon you to join us.
If we're bonded by jewels and blood on our fists, then we hail you within kingdoms of mist.
[Repeat Chorus x 2]
Gorias! (The silver sword of the moon)
Finias! (The flaming lancet of the sun)
The winter zephyr warps the power of Sessair - 3 MORBID SCREAMS! - Track Name: Of Celtic Fire, We Are Born
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Outside the winter zephyr,
When fables of sabers were strong.
"...For thou hast said in our hearts..."
"...From Celtic flames, we are born."
The Sky Clad flocks a carnal war,
So invoke their heartless cries.
"Crom Croich's at our side."
"He's made of gold, so shall we ride?"
From the mounts of Antrim,
Towards the glens of Visnech.
"...For thou has said in our hearts..."
"...From Celtic flames, we are born."
Any who live alone,
Long onlt for mercy.
"Proud, young men will die!"
"Fir Bolg rides the half light!"
"WE HAVE ARRIVED AT THE STONE OF DESTINY (Tara)."
"WE HAVE REACHED THE PERDITION OF IBID (Cythraul)."
"We comprehend the Lar of the Folk."
"Chuaigh muid ar na canai areir."
"We solemnize the last of the Druids."
"Chuaigh muid ar na canai areir."
FALIAS!
MURIAS!
The passage is clear when Epona rides
She reaps through cloudbursts of rain that sighs
The course is laid when Sky Clad rides
Ler is watching -
"Proud, young men will die!"
"We apprehend these thoughts: {Fea Nemon}."
"Chuaigh muid ar na canai areir."
"We shall live forever in the land of Inisfail."
"Chuaigh muid ar na canai areir."
MURIAS!
FALIAS!
