Band: Akashah Album: Dance Of Beltaine Fire (2010 Darker Than Black Records) Song: Gwyn ap Nudd US Black Metal from Washington, Illinois Lyrics: In the Celtic twilight He returns on Solstice night Rising from the halls of Anwnn Through the gates of Tor Commanding the raging host This seeker of dead A storm on the horizon The spectral hunt ensues The psychopomp rider White son of the night With Gwn Anwnn he travels the storms He comes from beyond this world Face black as death To carry the souls of men to the halls of Anwnn When thunder cracks the sky When the wind howls through the trees When the bark of bell hounds fills the night In the season when life sleeps When doors are locked and bolted When flames fall from the sky Appears the loathly hunters The Tylwyth Teg Returns the White rider come this Beltaine night He's gathered his warriors to pit tribe against tribe Gwyther ap Greidwal, arche nemesis A seasonal clash, fight of the elements Spear clash with shield in warriors' dance. From lust of a woman born such fits of rage Natural law shall pronounce the defeat White on born of Nudd back to the halls of Anwnn

• published: 25 Jan 2014
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