:OF THE WAND AND THE MOON: LYRICS

1. Gandr

[Instrumental]

2. I Crave For You

I crave for you
And the incense of night
To bathe
In the flame of your light
Cold Pale in sorrow
In the tears that followed
The years that swallowed
The innocense of my love
I crave for you

3. Lion Serpent You

Lion serpent sun
Point the holy wand
Thou sixfold star
Force and fire

Lion serpent sun
Thou exalted one
Lion serpent sun
Point the holy wand

Lion serpent sun
Sword of flame
Lion serpent sun
Chant the holy name

4. Sól Ek Sá

[Written in Germanic Runes on the back of their album]

SÓL EK SÁ
SANNA DAGSTJQRNU
DRÚPA DYNHEÍMUM Í
EN HELJAR GRIND
HEYRðA EK Á ANNAN VEG
þJÓTA þUNGLIGA

SÓL EK SÁ

SÓL EK SÁ
SETTA DREYRSTQFUM
MJQK VAR EK ÞÁ ÓR HEÍMÍ HALLR
MÁTTUG HON LEÍZK
Á MARGA VEGU FRÁ ÞVÍ ER FYRRÍ VAR

SÓL EK SÁ

5. In The Colours Of Night

Black gleans the eye
And the fire gold
In the colours of the night
You shall wander
You shall wonder

Shadows of this token
Sadness of this moon
Silence of this tomb
Darkness of this womb
Sadness of this token
Shadows of this moon
Darkness of this tomb
Silence of this womb

Black gleams the eye
Mast hidden light
Embrace the stillness
In the colours of night

...With the wnad createth he...
...With the cup preserveth he...
...With the dagger destroyeth he...
...With the coin redeemeth he...

6. The Substance Of Simplicity

I go upon my way to work my
will, I have made
matter and motion for my mir-
ror, I have decreed
for my delight that nothingness
should figure itself
as twain, that I might dream a
dance of names and
natures, and enjoy the sub-
stance of simplicity by
watching the wanderings of my
shadows

[Adapted from Aleister Crowleys "Magick in Theory and Pratice"]

7. Raven Chant

...In the silence true consecration comes...
In this silence there shall be a raven chant
And in the chant - all solace
And in this solace true consecration comes

Come on night
Come on moon
Come on winter
And the dead of light
Come on tears
Come on love
Come on cries
In the abode af night
Come on night
Take me home
Come on love
Sing alone
To this Raven chant
Of loss and wore
Raven night
Take me home

In this dawning of the raven tear
Where wolf crave for night
And in that night a chant shall rose
In the temple of dawn

8. She With Whom Compar'd The Alpes Are Vallies

I wish to fire the trees af all these forrest
I give the Sunne a last farewell each evening
I curse the fidling finders out of Musicke
With envie I doo hate the loftie mountains
And with despite despise the humble vallies
I doo detest night, evening, day, and morning

For she, whose parts maintainde a perfect musique
Whose beawties shin'de more then the blushing morning
Who much did passe in state the stately mountains
In straightnes past the Cedars of the forest
Hath cast me wretch into eternally evening
By taking her two Sunnes from these darke vallies

Curse to my selfe my prayers is, the morning
My fire is more, then can be made with forrests
My state more base, then are the basest vallies
I wish no evenings more to see, each evening
Shamed I hate my selfe in sight of mountaines
And stoppe mine ears, lest I growe mad with Musicke

For she, with whorm compar'd, the Alpes are vallies
She, whose lest word brings from the spheares their musique
At whose approach the Sunne rase in the evening
Who, where she went, bare in her forhead morning
Is gone, is gone from these our spolyed forrests
Turning to desarts our best pastur'de mountaines

[Adapted from Sir Philip Sidneys: "The Countesse of pembrokes arcadia (1598)"]

9. VargQld

[Written in Germanic Runes on the back of their album]

ÚLFUM LIKIR
ÞYKKJA ALLÍR ÞEÍR
ER EÍGE HVERFAN HUG;
SVÁ MUN GEFASK
ÞEÍM ER GANGA SKAL
ÞÆR INAR GØDDU GQTUR

Á FELLR AUSTAN UM EÍTRDALA
SOXUM OK SVERðUM,
SLIðR HEÍTÍR SÚ

BRÆðR MUNU BERJASK
OK AT BQNUM VERðASK
MUNU SYSTRUNGAR
SÍFJUM SPILLA;
HART ER Í HEÍMÍ, HJÓRÓMR MÍKÍLL
SKEGGJQLD, SKÁLMQLD,
SKÍLDÍR KLOFNÍR, VÍNDQLD, VARGQLD,
ÁðR VERQLD STEYPÍSK;
MUN ENGÍ MAðR
QðRUM ÞYRMA

GEYR NÚ GARMR MJQK
FYR GNÍPAHELLÍ,
FESTR MUN SLÍTNA,
EN FREKÍ RENNA;
FJQLð VEIT EK FRÆðA
FRAM SÉ EK LENGRA
UM RAGNA RQK RQMM SÍGTÍVA

10. Wintry Mantle

Your name I spoke many times
Alone in the darkness in the night
And prayed a thousand prayers
And my many dreams where of you
I walked the endless lonely miles
I stumbled path upon path
I watched time slip away
I watched and didn't care

But tonight I can't sleep
'cause I belong to you
Tonight I can't sleep
'cause at last I belong to you

I wrote our names in runes
Most magick and secret
In the forests wintry mantle
I carved them in a tree
And your name I spoke many times
Alone in the darkness in the night
And prayed a thousand prayers
And my many dreams where of you

But tonight I can't sleep
'cause you belong to me
Tonight I can't sleep
'cause at last you belong to me

11. Nighttime Nightrhymes

In the season of night let it come
That the raven may guard
And the wand and the sword protect

In the season of night let it come

...and when pursued by snow, rain, wind
and darkness let it come that
I see with the celestial eyes of bright wisdom...

In the season of night let it come

In the season of night let it come
that my path be lit by the lantern of consecration
and the fire of purification
and the star of initiation
in the season of night let it come

12. Mauna

[Instrumental]







:OF THE WAND AND THE MOON: LYRICS