The Pnakotic Demos

Along ancient leylines down to the sea On moonlit shores ten thousand meet No words to be spoken, no thoughts to be thought Waiting in silence, as great magic is wrought Moonlit our witness blessed be the night Calm be the waves may the winds be right Gods and great spirits fled from these lands Evil reigns by the black hand a few strong still stand And wind fills the sail we head for the sea Hear destiny calling let east and west be What they may be just the ways of the wind Across vast oceans onwards we fly The veil has been lifted the leavetaking's nigh Only our memories are bound to the soil From shores forsaken we leave this mortal coil And wind fills the sail we head for the sea Hear destiny calling let east and west be What they may be just the ways of the wind "The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it." Leaving the shores wave no hands Long was our wait we're leaving today Still on the dark waves seven tall ships lie Golden sails set morning star our guide

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Foreboding mountains, threatening skies Beyond these walls of stone, our sacred homeland lies Ten years have passed now, since we left home The green hills of my country, soon my weary eyes shall see again From the black mountain a cold wind blows Standing stones along our path bear marks of ancient runes Midst howling gales pounding of drums Whisper turn to battlecries chaos soon will rise Beneath the black mountain we're lead astray Never to see our home again Beneath the black mountain our journey ends Never to see our home again Black folk of the mountains, watching our flock Dark shapes are moving twist trees and barren rock Green feathered arrows take down the steeds Thrown into the dust, we will journey to the island of the dead Blessed be the old gods, sacred warrior hordes Blue their painted faces, the clash of bronze swords Dark invocations grant eldritch strength Bloodshed for the blood god, we are dying in this godforsaken land Led to black mountains into the caves Never to see our home again Living and captive die in decay Those not sacrificed forever be enslaved Unspoken terrors lurk in the night Chaos, doom and sacrifice await Grotesque idols out of times before the light Torture, death and slavery our fate Led to black mountains into the caves Never to see our home again Living and captive die in decay Those not sacrificed forever be enslaved Beneath the black mountain we're lead astray Never to see our home again Beneath the black mountain our journey ends Never to see our home again

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Beyond the sombre blue Of distant horizons I heard a song in the wind From shining pinnacles Of snow-crowned mountains To the dark heart of deep forests green Telling tales of the strange distant lands West of the setting sun And there appeared a tall white ship Twist nights clouds and starlit sea And I followed the wake of the white ship Casting off modernitys gyves To the lands where I reigned By my fathers side again

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

"Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow." While ages passed, we dwell alone Alone we wandered, died alone 'neath shadow green and standing stone -'neath shadow green and standing stone Far from the rule of modern throne Beyond the veils of mistclad forests As ages passed, we fought alone 'neath shadow green and standing stone -'neath shadow green and standing stone Alone we stand, alone we fall As ages pass, we pray alone -Alone we wandered, died alone Alone with gods and gods alone -Alone we stand, alone we fall As guides to show us on the way -'neath shadow green and standing stone And light the road of the unknown Our age has passed, we sail alone -Far from the rule of modern throne Into the west on ships of gold -Carried by winds far from our homes The evening star will lead us onward -As guide to show us on the way White shores are calling - ever home... While ages pass, a legend's born -Alone they wandered, died alone Of shadow green and standing stone -Far from the rule of modern throne Who will remember the hidden folk? -Who will bear the crown of oak and bone? Borne on the wind their tale lives on.... Who will remember the hidden folk? -Far from the rule of modern throne Borne on the wind their tale lives on....

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025