now cursed be thee who would ruin our fair land

and cursed be thee that would seal up the wells

and cursed be thee that abandon the God's hands

and build a strange place for our people to dwell

now cursed be thy breath

and cursed be thy breathing

and cursed be thy eyes

and cursed be thy sight

and cursed be thy hands

that have slackened the harvest

and closed the old ways to the joy and the light

now cursed be thy name

all cursed and forgotten

all cursed beyond memory

place or recall

and cursed be thy soul

out of nothing begotten

nothing to no thing

and nothing to all

now cursed art thee

who have ruined our fair land

and cursed art thee

that sealed up our wells

and cursed art thee

that abandon the God's hands

and have built a strange place

for the children to dwell

from the north

i call thee forth

o might Odin

lord of the spear

fettered by fear

curse all those

who do oppose our fight

victory is near

victory is near

the sun turns black

earth sinks into sea

from their steadings in heaven

the bright stars turn

fire and reek burl upwards and break

with hazy heat against heaven itself

brother fights with brother

they butcher each other

daughters and sons

incestuously mix

man is a plaything of mighty whoredoms

an axe-time

a sword time

shields shall be split

and what if something were brooding

beneath our feet

and what if something were breeding

beneath our feet

oh she looked out of the window

as white as any milk

but he looked into the window

as black as any silk

hello hello hello hello

hello you coal black smith

oh what is your silly song?

you shall never change my maiden name

that i have kept so long

i'd rather die a maid yes

but then she said

and be buried in my grave yes

and then she said

that i'd have such a nasty

husky dusky musty funky

coal black smith,

a maiden will i die

then she became a duck

a duck all on the stream

and he became a water dog

and fetched her back again

then she became a hare

a hare all on the plain

and he became a greyhound dog

and fetched her back again

then she became a fly

a fly all in the air

and he became a spider

and fetched her to his lair

there was a man of double deed

who sowed his garden full of seed

when the seed began to grow

'twas like a garden full of snow

when the snow began to melt

'twas like a ship without a bell

when the ship began to sail

'twas like a bird without a tail

when the bird began to fly

'twas like an eagle on the sky

when the sky began to roar

'twas like a lion at my door

when the door began to crack

'twas like a stick across my back

when my back began to smart

'twas like a penknife in my heart

when my heart began to bleed

'twas death and death and death indeed

Black flowers, please

oh when i saw you standing there

wild flowers dying in your hair

child of harvest time coughing up must

black flowers' dull perfume trailing in dust

hoisting dark pennants at the spike of the hill

your smile started bleeding and then the mill

shearing and sharing your love and your rage

whilst hawk's head descending

spewed out a new age

it isn't very good

in the dark dark wood

in the middle of the night

when there isn't any light

there are four corners to the world she said

and every one is manned with fire and ice

through black glass darkly i can see her truth

arrayed and raised and raising walls of war

she points to squares of wax and writes backwards

i veil my face from her and from her light

the pointless games she plays out for want of power

to slake her bloodlust and for sake of pain

her ugly shapes breeding in her secret mound

the Call of Aethyrs and the Dog Star Crawl

there's one cracked bottle with no label on

she nods and gestures limply with her broken smile

do you fear death she says to me

and shows me seven stars

the seven seals of her seven years of Rose Cross madness

well christus tell us that little children suffer

it's only right that we should learn to suffer too!

the first seven are red as blood

the second seven not so red

the third seven like whitish smoke

and all the world seemed to be in darkness

and all the world seemed to be in brightness

there are four corners to the world i lie

in forms of fire have lurked across its floor

and little banners displaying their little creeds

have made our season on earth as red as poppy fields

there are four corners to the world she sighs

there are four corners to the world she cries

there are four corners to the world she lies

there are four corners to the world she dies

in the moonlight

by the sea

in a country

in a town

now quickly

now slowly

now in pain

now in love

in different shapes

when i was young

when i was young

i used to dream

and the wind blows

and the owl sings

and dogs are driven wild

and dogs break their chains

and run through the lands

a prey to madness

with wild eyes dying

with wild eyes burning

they raise their heads

they swell their cold necks

like a cat that's ripped its guts

like a hungry child's breath

like a woman about to give birth

like a young girl singing

at the stars in the north

at the stars in the south

at the stars in the west

at the stars in the east

at the moon

at the mountains

at the rocks

at the pain

at the thief

at the snakes

reveal their black black backs

fresh flesh

glazed eyes stare

from long pale human faces

we cannot satisfy the hopes

we are now dead

we are all dead

the hammer breaks the anvil

from the cleft of its hood

it was fair as morning and full of heaven dew

then it put on darkness declined its softness

and put on th symptoms of its sickly age

it bowed its head and broke its stalk

it lost its leaves and all its beauty

falling to weeds and unknown faces

of man and woman

the black heritage

of worms and serpents

rottenness

and cold discharge

out beauty is now so changed

my friends

by violence and secret influence

the aspect of a star and the stink of a mist

by emissions of a cloud

the meeting of a vapour

by the fall of a chariot and the stumbling at a stone

by a full meal or an empty stomach

by watching at wine or by watching at prayers

by the sun or the moon

by a heat or a cold

by sleepless nights or sleeping days

by water frozen

to the hardness of a dagger

or water thawed into the floods of a river

by a hair or a current

by violent motion

by sitting still

or severely

by dissolution

by God's mercy

or God's anger

we take pains to heap up things useful to our life

and get our deaths in the purchase and the person is

snatched away and the goods remain and all this is

the law and constitution of nature unveiled it is a

punishment to our sins

the unalterable event of providence and the decree of

Heaven

feeling easy on the outside

and not so funny on the inside

hear the sound and pray for rain

this is the night we ride

and this ain't the Garden of Eden

there ain't no angels above

and things ain't what they used to be

and this ain't the summer of love

lock all your doors from the outside

hide yourselves in the inside

you now begin to understand

that this is the night we ride

and this ain't the Garden of Eden

there ain't no angels above

and things ain't what they used to be

and this ain't the summer of love

the night we ride

the summer of love

the night we ride

the summer of love

the night we ride

the summer of love

and this ain't the Garden of Eden

there ain't no angels above

and things ain't what they used to be

and this ain't the summer of love

and this ain't the Garden of Eden

there ain't no angels above

and things ain't what they used to be

and this ain't the summer of love

the summer of love

(Hey ho) the noddy (oh)

my eyes are black and wide

my eyes are black and wide

hey ho the noddy oh

my eyes are black and wide

i crush the velvet mound

i crush the velvet mound

hey ho the noddy oh

i crush the velvet mound

mummy's teeth are cracked

mummy's smile is cracked

hey ho the noddy oh

mummy's smile is red

a-reaping i shall go

a-reaping i shall go

hey ho the noddy oh

a-reaping i shall go

a stranger waits me there

a man with half-blind stare

a man with dusty hair

hey ho the noddy oh

a stranger waits me there

this destiny did not tire

this destiny did not tire

hey ho the noddy

this destiny did not tire

he sang

a-raping i shall go

a-raping i shall go

hey ho the noddy oh

a-raping i shall go

and bled and raped was i

and scared and cold was i

hey ho the noddy oh

hey ho the noddy oh

hey ho the noddy oh

in fields of rape i lie

well as you sow you reap

and as i sowed i reaped

hey ho the noddy oh

hey ho the noddy oh

hey ho the noddy oh

as i sowed i reaped

(monstrum in fronte, monstrum in animo

process, process, slum full of fun!)

beausoleil, soleil soleil soleil soleil

beausoleil, reaping Nirvana in a desert land

beausoleil, Thine anger rising like a scorpion

beausoleil, dune buggy baby on a fairground slide

beausoleil, the taste of honey and the swirl of lies

beausoleil, jackbooting wide-eyed in the widest pit

beausoleil, looking at smiles and seeing only grins

beausoleil, did dead Gods smell the dog's blood rose

beausoleil, now all Thine summers turn to menstrual winters

beausoleil, kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill killy kill

beausoleil, did dog's blood rise when the dead Gods died

beausoleil, beautiful sunshine whose shadows hides

beausoleil, white brothers planting burning crosses

beausoleil, the sharpest flavour is the one that stains

beausoleil, when dog's blood rises does it also dance

beausoleil, grey benediction of the Final Church

beausoleil, it's just your habit of culling time

beausoleil, a Death in June under a menstrual moon

beausoleil, Scorpio rising but the Light Bearer falls

beausoleil, the squeky laughter of a giddy world

beausoleil, still waving black flags from a stubble field

beausoleil, a maltese cross is pierced by the Blood of Christ

beausoleil, hiding from cancer crabs and cracking jokes

beausoleil, arson archbishop makes the deserts burn

beausoleil, the dead are grateful -- all you need is love

beausoleil, fat Buddhas smiling with the widest grin

beausoleil, candy floss surgeon with the golden hair

beausoleil, a brand new Process for a brand new age

beausoleil, a black Messiah wearing buckskin boots

beausoleil, assassin creepy-crawls through Hebron's Vale

beausoleil, there's no business like the devil's business

beausoleil, another martyr for the Noddy Apocalypse

beausoleil, que sera, sera

beausoleil, we want to sink into the deepest basin

beausoleil, fils de perdition, Luciferens

beausoleil, 7 and 7 is the hidden key

beausoleil, a train to Clarkesville in the menstrual night

beausoleil, Dsineyland darknes with your Armageddon smile

beausoleil, sangs rGyas chos dang tsogs kyi mChog rNams la

beausoleil, you hide your candle on Golgotha's hill

one two three four

scarlet woman we call the whore

riding up on hooves of evening

and when she fell down the stairs

i tried very hard not to laugh

gripping the bannister

gripping my crutch

i tried hard not to go to her

i tried hard not to go to her

there is something of Heaven in death

there is something of Heaven in death

in death

well hello angel

a gift and a smile

well hello angel

as we walk a mile

and a twisted man

leans on twisted sticks

with children's laughter

hanging on swings

well hello angel

and the skipping rope turns

whilst little bodies twist

in caroused curves

well hello angel

at the end of your tether

well hello angel

time for sleep

well hello angel

time to cry

that which is falling should also be pushed

that which is crawling should also be crushed

hagalaz!

hagalaz!

hagalaz!

know these!

know these!

know these!

know these!

isa!

isa!

isa!

isa!

thurisaz!

thurisaz!

thur!

thurisaz!

isa

hagalaz

now cursed be thee who would ruin our fair land

and cursed be thee that would seal up the wells

and cursed be thee that abandon the God's hands

and build a strange place for our people to dwell

now cursed be thy breath

and cursed be thy breathing

and cursed be thy eyes

and cursed be thy sight

and cursed be thy hands

that have slackened the harvest

and closed the old ways to the joy and the light

now cursed be thy name

all cursed and forgotten

all cursed beyond memory

place or recall

and cursed be thy soul

out of nothing begotten

nothing to no thing

and nothing to all

now cursed art thee

who have ruined our fair land

and cursed art thee

that sealed up our wells

and cursed art thee

that abandon the God's hands

and have built a strange place

for the children to dwell