Faustus begin thine incantations, Take good care to draw thy circle true, By god must you prevail - For if you fail these Demons make a meal of you. Your soul shall be their meat - A kingly feast for them to eat, Beware your future at hand, Alas for thou art dammed. [Good angel:] "Faustus seek repentance, Abjure this evil art, Cease this wretched wickedness And cleans thy foolish heart, For the evil that once served you Has made of you a slave, And transformed your bed of roses' To a premature grave." Then in a mighty flash of light Before thee mephistopheles appears. [Faustus:] "I charge thee go and change thy shape, For you fill my soul with fear. Now swift-as-hell back to the fire Return an old franciscan friar." [Mephistopheles:] "Mortal command me while you can, For surely thou art dammed." [Bad angel:] "Faustus be thou resolute In what thou wilst perform, Ignore these righteous idiots - Their trinity to scorn, For years of depravation you receive eternal life, But fame and wealth and maidens-fair Are by far the better price." [Faustus:] "Temptations all around me, Is there nowhere i can turn? Hellfire is all about me, Now i know that i shall burn, I face excommunication for the error Of my ways - to burn in hell for all my days. Bell, book and candle, candle, book, bell, Forwards and backwards to damn me to hell. Jehova i beg thee have mercy on my soul. Be gone foul beast that stands before me, My god! the midnight hour chimes, Oh lord have mercy he comes for me, I haven't got much time. I am awake this is no dream, I cry - but terror takes my scream, And now my future is at hand, Also for i am dammed." [Good angel:] "Think for just one moment And i'm sure that you will see, The moral of this story - That what shall be must be. He who gives his soul to hell, Must dare to pay the price, He versed in divinity must Live a noble life - Or else he is damned!

Traveling in the dark Through labyrinth of dreams Into a world unknown Into chaos without form Where souls collide on astral planes Where all summon the secret names Enter the astral sabbat Drown into the void Succumb to the Omega Under all seeing eyes His face in the constellations All devouring black hole Hear the echoes of the end Dance among the burning stars Lucifer, the king of dreams Appear in thousands of colors Enter the astral sabbat Drown into the void Succumb to the Omega Under all seeing eyes Burning purple flames, come worship me My heart is a coven, come unto me Black celestial spheres, all within me A chaotic trance, explode into space Reveal the names untold Entombed in stellar deep From a world unknown From chaos without form Lucifer, the king of deep sleep Appear in thousands of colors Enter the astral sabbat Drown into the void Enter the astral sabbat Drown into the void Succumb to the Omega Under all seeing eyes

A sea breeze echoes softly It's song echoes through your mind, Leaves you thinking of tomorrow And the life you left behind. Come turn your head to face theWind that fills enchanted sails, And drives you to your destiny As silent sirens wail. A sad lament for travellers Held in the hand of fate, Your future stands upon the prow Your past drowns in the wake. What chance is there for sanity When madness takes the helm, And steers you on a downwardSpiral to his lonely realm? Watch the night-sky- seagulls fly And in the heavens play, Yet even angels stoop and still Pick nothing up they say. There are things far more sinister That haunt the midnight air, The sirens serenade a warning Telling you: "Beware- the waves upon the waterAre like ripples in your mind, And the shadows cast by nature Show the future you may find. As rivers flow because they know That they must join the sea- Thus you will be carried on to Meet your destiny." Do Dark Horses Dream Of Nightmares? Standing on a strange shore- This desolate coastline, It offers cold comfort. Very little more than the skyFor a blanket The earth for my bed. THE SISTERS OF WYRD: "Thethreads upon the loom of life Have foreordained your coming here, So weep not mannikin of mankind Dry your worthless puppet-tears." Unanswered questions- How they play on my mind, Now that darkness is falling and Still there's no sign of my guide. Either I have been betrayed- They have left me to die, Or worse still at this moment he lies- An unwitting victim by brigands attacked, Left naked and dead with a knife In his back. Childhood terrors return to me now, From the rand stench of fear in The sweat on my brow. Deciet and despair are to me Kith and kin, Seduced into slumber- My nightmare begins. "Welcome - welcome to my domain, I have been biding my time. Watching and waiting - But now you are mine. Weaving the web that entwines you, Like a puppet you play on the end Of your strings 'till the end of Your days." Daylight flees as night gives chase I'm held in panics dank embrace, I smother in his cold caress -The sum of all my worthlessness. I have been told to thank the Lord For all that He will send, But if death should come to meet me - Must I greet him as a friend? Now I see that this quest is A test of my fidelity -Has God forsaken me? When maddness sings his lullaby a Nightmare filled with unknown things - To cast aspersion on my sanity. Faith starts to flounder in A mind torn apart, My thoughts move in time with The beat of my heart A creature of habit I make easy prey, Cross faith and fire cannot Hold at bay the beast that Pursues me - The end drawing near. My soul keeps no secrets - He knows what I fear. Flying so high on the wingsOf a dream, Over mountain and forest - 'Cross river and stream. While the creatures that feed Off the doubts I invent Await my arrival with evil intent. "Welcome - welcome to my domain, I have been biding my time. Watching and waiting - But now you are mine. Weaving the web that entwines you, Like a puppet you play on the end Of your strings 'till the end of Your days." So in that twilight world that Lies amidst life and death I dream, And writhe in fitful slumber no-one Hears mjy silent screams. Except the horses head that stares With black and lifeless eyes, Atop its totem glaring as it mocks My helpless cries. Now I see that this quest is A test of my fidelity -Has God forsaken me? When maddness sings his lullaby a Nightmare filled with unknown things - To cast aspersion on my sanity. Shapeless form surround me Casting shadows in the night, I feel their breath upon me- Catch their faces in the light. Somnambulistic hunters come To prey upon my fears - As peals of psycopathic laughter Echo in my ears. Startled I waken from myDeath-like sleep, Though fearful and shaken I crawl to my feet. Still my memories taunt me - Like ghosts they appear, Forever to haunt me when Darkness draws near. "Welcome - welcome to my domain, I have been biding my time. Watching and waiting - But now you are mine. Weaving the web that entwines you, Like a puppet you play on the end Of your strings 'till the end of Your days." Then fleeing from the terrors At the night before I leave, The remenants of reality behind Me 'neath the trees. Waking in the light of dawn I Pray that God will send - His wisdom now to guide me Through this night-time without end. Now I see that this quest isA test of my fidelity- Has God forsaken me? When madness sings his lullaby a Nightmare filled with unknown things - To cast aspersion on my sanity.

There's a tree by the well in the woods that's covered in garlands, Clooties and ribbons that drift in the cool morning air, That's where I met an old woman who came from a far land, Holding a flame o'er the well, and singing a prayer. Goddess of fire, Goddess of healing, Goddess of Spring, welcome again. She told me she'd been a prisoner trapped in a mountain, Taken by the Queen of Winter at Summer's End, But in her prison she heard a spell the people were chanting, Three days of Summer, and snowdrops are flowering again. She spoke of the Cell of the Oak where a fire is still burning, Nineteen Priestesses tend the eternal flame, Oh but of you, my Lady, we are still learning, Brighid, Brigantia, the Goddess of Many Names. (Bridge) Then I caught her reflection in the mirrored well, And looked deep into her face, The old woman gone, a maiden now knelt in her place. From my pocket I pulled a ribbon, And in honour of her maidenhood, I tied it there to the tree by the well in the wood. Goddess of fire, Goddess of healing, Goddess of Spring, welcome again.

Lugh the light of summer bright clothed all in green Tailtiu his mother true rise up and be seen At the festival sound the horn, calling the people again Child of Barleycorn, newly summerborn, ripening like the grain. The child grew tall from spring to fall he's off to find a wife But Balor came to make his claim and swore to take his life The two did fight from noon 'till night when Lugh did strike him one And Balor's eye flew in the sky and there became the sun Lugh was wed and made his bed with Erin in the north And there they lay for many a day and soon a child came forth The child grew tall from spring to fall, Setanta was his name And then at length by honor's strength CuChulainn he became

Silver moonlight dances from the mists of Tegid's shore A lady looks upon her son like many times before And she touches his face, fingers wet with the tears falling Her daughter stands beside her, the fairest in the land How her son became so cursed she cannot understand But this mother's love is as strong as her heart is beating And she calls to the earth, and the earth hears her calling High up in the mountains Dinas Affaraon stands tall All magic and all mysteries are held within these walls So she walks to the door; as she does, the door it opens Teach to me the mystery of the cauldron's brew Let utter darkness give way to light and be reborn anew Then the Awen will shine from the brow of the eagle of the sea And all will know his name, from this land to the people of the sídhe The lady set the cauldron's fire, tended by the hand Of Gwion Bach the innocent and Morda the blind man Who reached out his hand; place more wood, keep the cauldron boiling Then Morda he fell asleep, alas he didn't see Wood upon wood was added, the inferno was the key To unlock the door of the Awen's greatest mystery Three drops, burning skin, and it's Gwion who gained the power to see The cauldron cracks, the poison creeps slowly across the land To kill the horses of Garanhir at the lakeshore where they stand Drinking and not knowing their fate As a hare runs fast across the land Ceridwen, Ceridwen, lady of the cauldron, come see what they have done Stolen your cauldron's power and betrayed your only son Your eyes wide, lips curl, anger on your face Change your shape now, lady; be the hound, begin the chase I shall be a running hare, with sorrow and with mickle care (Then I shall be a greyhound bitch and tear you from your skin) Then I shall be a flying wren: the king of birds, the king of men (So I shall be a falcon grey and tear you from your skin) Then I shall be a salmon sleek, darting through a shallow creek (So I shall be an otter bitch and wrest you from your skin) I shall be a grain beneath the sun and you will never know which one (Then I shall be a great black hen and take you deep within) Now you may be forgiven to think my tale is over and done But nine moons later she gave birth to a son That she wanted to kill, but she placed in a coracle on the sea Garanhir's salmon weir; a catch was guaranteed But on this day a baby boy cried out to be freed A radiant brow shining bright for all to plainly see Taliesin is your name, the greatest bard that this land will ever see