Amherawdr - Adorned With the Figures of Snakes, Pt. 1 Lyrics

Through Dumnonian woods
Darkish resting veil
Hearing the shadow's voice speak colder than wind-blown snow
Strewn and blown upon the wet bone grounds
Deep valley dweller... shadows step back
Stand in your ghostly form
Rhythms our flesh and blood know
No more of this waking sleep
Dancing in the pale broken colour of storms
Meeting with the warder
Feed the frozen fires of time
Your peace will be fought for and mourned
And lead you to the heartland of the mind
Figures stand there old and lorn
Deep valley dweller
Daybreak... Fog
Wet leaves bowing deep
Bedewed, the weald's shadows spring from sleep through Dumnonia
Hu Gadarn's fertile shadows spring
Dancing in pale broken colour... as ashen as cinereous
Shorn of the beams and blazonry, fending branches from our faces
Hearing the shadows voice speak colder than wind-blown snow
Our head has forgotten... no more of this waking sleep!
Strewn and blown upon the wet bone grounds
Always a presence I have felt through Dumnonian woods
To further the figures I put to faith in such vivid force
I present the aspects of themselves in me
The deep valley dweller, trusting his life to the hills
Bestowing signs of exceptional favour
To the heights of the moor's frontier
Burying my arms 'neath the brooklet
I hope they will rise adorned with the figures of snakes
Shadows... step back
Stand in your ghostly form
The spirits of my souls existence