[The Thaumaturgist:]. The Great Eye of the Universe opens! Through this astral art the secrets of the. cosmos are mine to know... for the stars are my dominion!.
(Micheal O'Hara, Sami McKinney & Alex Brown). . When I think about how much I'm loving you. No limitations, no set of regimented rules. I'm amazed how much this love has touched my life.
[ALTARUS:] Gaze deep into the mists with your spirit-eyes, Xerxes... look far,. and tell me what you see.. [XERXES:] I see a land far to the north... a vast empire of dark endless moors.
FOR A LITTLE WHILE. WE KNOW WHAT HEARTACHE IS AND WE FELL THE PAIN THE WORLD CAN SOMETIMES BRING.. FOR A LITTLE WHILE. WE CRY IN THE NIGHT. WITHOUT A SINGLE SONG TO SING..
Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon.... . Fen-witch revel in ancient spellcraft,. Beneath a horned and waning moon. Enchantress, heather-bride a' dreaming,.
(Gary Taylor). . Ah, many days it goes unspoken. But this desire never seems to go away. It's gonna take much more than hope to bring you close. I think I'll pray.
I hearken to the grisly murmer of nameless fiends,. Black jaws drooling blasphemy,. Beyond the witch-song, darkly sweet,. The wyrm-horn sounds cross Dagon's mere,.
Ellen Shipley/Rick Nowels. What have you done to me. I can't eat, I cannot sleep. And I'm not the same anymore. I don't know what to do. All of me wants all of you.
I was spawned deep beneath the Pre-Cambrian sea,. the scion of a far distant sun.... I have traversed the endless stars,. and journeyed to a myriad galaxies....
I won't be neglected. I won't be denied. The pleasure of your kisses. The pleasure of your smile. . I think you take for granted. I'll always be here.
In 2104, lithological excavations at the Fourth Mars Colony unearthed. an artifact of unknown, seemingly non-human origin; an icosahedron of. an unrecognized, non terrestrial metallic composition, inscribed with.
Who are you, wanderer?. I can't remember. The wolves are gathering. The stars are shifting. Come, join us in the hunt. . Who are you, wanderer?. I have the scent.
Legends etched into the ancient stone dolmens on the Dark Moors.... . THE ORACLE OF WAR:. The crows will pick your bones clean.... Never sweet the kiss of cold steel..
(Over The Moonless Depths Of Night-Dark Seas). . THE LOG OF THE NORTHERN MARINER:. The great serpent-prow of my ship, Wave-Render cleaves the nighted.
CHORUS:. . I LOVE GETTIN' SNAPCHATS ON A RAINY DAY (X3). . I'M SINGIN' IN THE RAIN. . I LOVE GETTIN' SNAPCHATS ON A RAINY DAY (X3). . I'M SINGIN' IN THE RAIN.
Verse 1:. . So I made it rain like reindeer,. Slidin' down the North Pole,. She gettin' coal,. She took Alaska Airlines and pissed my name in the snow. (UH-HUH).
(Sagas from the antediluvian Scrolls). . Black winds whispering 'cross the fens,. In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined. Enraptured by the moon's sweet spells,.
The Words of the Forest-King on the Eve of the Nexus:. I am the immortal King of the Deep Woods,. Servitor of the Old Gods of the Forest.... I hear the whispered words of the trees....
The Words of the Forest-King on the Eve of the Nexus:. I am the immortal King of the Deep Woods,. Servitor of the Old Gods of the Forest.... I hear the whispered words of the trees....