1. Gandr

(intro)

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 Sun

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

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 ekþá ór heÍmíhallr
Máttug hon leÍzk
á marga vegu frá þVí er fyrrí var

Sól ek Sá

5. In The Colours Of Night

Black gleams the eye
and the fire gold
in the colours of 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
most hidden light
embrace the stillness
in the colours of night

6. Substance Of Simplicity

I go upon my way to work my will;
i have made matter and motion for my mirror;
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 substance of simplicity
by watching the wanderings of my shadows

7. Raven Chant

In this silence
true consecration comes
in this silence there
shall be a raven chant
and in this 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 of night
come on night
take me home
come on love
sing along
to this raven chant
of loss and woe
raven night
take me home

in this dawning
of the raven tear
where wolf
craves for night
and in that night
a chant arose
in the temple of dawn

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

I wish to fire the trees of all these forrests;
i give the sunne a last farewell each evening;
i curse the fidling finders out of musicke;
with envie i doo hate the loftie mountaines;
and with despise the humble vallies;
i doo detest night, evening, day, and morning.

for she, whose parts maintained a perfect musique,
whose beawties shin'de more then the blushing morning,
who much did passe in state the stately mountaines,
in straightnes past the cedars of the forrests,
hath cast me wretch into eternall evening,
by taking her two sunnes from these darke vallies.

curse to my selfe my prayer 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 whom 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 spoyled forrests,
turning to desarts our best pastur'de mountaines.

9. Vargold

Úlfum likir
þykkja Allír þeír
Er eíge hverfan hug;
Svá mun gefask
þeí m er ganga skal
þær inar gø ddu gqtur

Á fellr austan um eítrdala
Soxum ok sverðum,
Sliðr heítír sú

Bræðr munu berjask
ok at bqnum verð ask
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 sí gtíva

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 were 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 magic 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 were of you

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

11. Nighttime Nightrhyme

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 persued 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

(intro)