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Wine for the Dead
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Sons of Chivalry
05:42
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WHISPERS
I was born in a lonesome land
And grew in a barren town,
But I have seen the poplars shake
When the green leaves fluttered down.
Strange land, grey land
Dreaming your dreams apart;
My soul is far too small to glimpse
One throb of your mighty heart.
But I have sensed the giant pulse
Under the ceaseless flow
Of the little, crawling people
Who blindly come and go.
Like a titan whisper in the night:
"I dream my dreams," you say,
"And a thousand times a thousand years
"I count as a single day."
THE DREAMS OF MEN
From the whispering void unasked they come,
Shadows of star and fire
Webs of the tenuous moonlight spun
Shades of a ghost's desire.
Glitter and glory and phantom sheen
Mists of a moony lust;
Stellar glow in the river's fog,
Planets whirled from the dust.
Spanning Time and the birth of Time
Eerily echoing,
Curtaining thrones with a shimmering veil
Hazily visioning.
Whispering, out of the deeps they come
To the sleep-grey minds of men
To lead them into the hazy worlds
To tread lost ways again.
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White men and red men, breast to breast,
In the birth throes of a state,
Blind in the gun smoke, slashed and thrust,
Screaming mad with the slaughter lust,
Grappled and died in the bloody dust,
With a frozen grin of hate.
The moccasin left a bloody track
From shore to mountain crest;
From room and beam the red sparks rained;
But the plow bit deep and the oxen strained,
And the red warbonnets dimmed and waned
Into the lurid West.
Like dim and ghostly caravan
Of painted shapes astride
Phantasmal mustangs, pass the years.
A crest of plumes each rider rears.
With sinking reins and dropping spears
The phantom horsemen ride.
Scant are the relics Time has left
To set men wondering.
A flint by careless boot heel spurned.
A skull by straining plow upturned.
A shattered kiln where once was burned
The ransom of a king.
-Robert E. Howard
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Veil of Sorrow
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Anti Horsethief Association
Solo blackened project from the Southern United States dealing with ancestral and regional lore, matters of kinfolk and personal history
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