The Sun of Tiphareth

by ABSU

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released May 1, 1995

Proscriptor: Drums, Vocals, Keyboards, and Flute
Equitant: Guitars and Bass
Shaftiel: Guitars, Bass and Vocals

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ABSU Dallas, Texas

ABSU started in 1989 in Plano, Texas. Starting as death metal, they evolved more towards a mix of black metal and thrash metal by their second album and beyond and also incorporating various elements of celtic, folk, jazz fusion, progressive rock and psychedelia into their overall sound. Lyrical themes vary from myths and legends, weaponry, sorcery, alchemy, cosmology and beyond. ... more

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Track Name: A Quest Into The 77th Novel
Long ago
-in the shade of timberlands
Horses and wolves united
-with our invoking orbit
In order to blister
-the green summer plains
We heard commands
-from our benighted master:

"Reap from the illumated sky
...and become visible to thy eye!"
"I beseech thee; I entreat me"
"O circle of storms, my shield is cracked!"

We stand here to cultivate
And summon smoke from the meadow
A sweep of an athame
(The widdershin), willunlock the deep portals

Long ago
-in the shade of timberlands
Horses and wolves united
-with our invoking orbit
In order to blister
-the green summer plains
We heard commands
-from our benighted master:

"Ye overseer of the watchtowers below all clouds; we thank
you for framing the Rite of Hagiel. Bygone and beyond, we
must always and without ease, be explused.

The season or solstice is complete when the shepherd of
Wolves lie upon vanishing hill's way. We shall lure thy
lost flock from shadows onto day.

Aloneness is our space of winged sleep and sight; therefore,
watchtowers burn before the lift of the twilight"
Track Name: Feis Mor Tir Na N'og (Across the North Sea to Visnech)
Across the northern seas, we travel
The cold freezing winds will arouse us
Spells from a woman have sent us to the seas of avagon
Transformed by our mother, we are
I am CuChulainn, the warrior of Ulster
We'll search the lands to discover the Tir Na N'og
The sea god guides our ship to Ireland
The storms push us to the palace of Visnech
Our swords with fire are rising
Our axes with fire have risen

The call from the silver horn to Visnech splits the air
Warriors answered the horn behind the western lands
Hoofs and steel hammered past the cries beyond the thorned hills
Acknowledging the commands from the king
Our play lies north to the path of Nite
And brings us upon the fortress walls where battles raged

Raise the magick hammer of Mjollnir
Your underworld of Annwvyn draws us through
Emer, thy lucious woman, I shall sleep with you
I kiss the naked skin of white

I lust your black hair, my woman divine
I see a holocaust in your eyes
(You are my princess of live)
(You are my princess of life)

Feis Mor Tir Na N'Og

In the land of Visnech, the darkness never sinks away
All will fall upon the southern steel, yet behind the burning fires
Now, we bathe at the bleeding coast, while women laugh with the Gailant
knights

How sad is it to see my father's fallen halls?
Can I feel the pure blast from the frigid winds?
I awake the gods Epona, Cernunnos, and Lugh
Yes, I'm CuChulainn, warrior fo Ulster
[repeat verse]

In order to worship with fire and sword
The storms shall force us to the palace of Visnech
Cold, cold, how cold are the plains of Lugh?
You should ask thy Emer to reply
We've finally found the last paradise
It remains in the light of Tir Na N'Og
With the hand of Ler, Irish Sea god
We shall complete our long excursion