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Ah Ciliz - Cascadia
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Windstorms rage
In lands where Eagle soared
Where the red spirit was not lost
And native blood endures
Far and wide across the Pacific North
They chant towards falling rain
In elder woods in forest veins
Wisdom and honor in Eagle crest
The memory of our tribes shall become legend
And the legends will fade like evening sun
Deep in the heart of Cascadia distant smoke rises
Still Eagle thunder is louder than bronze
Cedar pyres light the night
Our invisible dead roam the lands
Windstorms rage
In lands where Eagle soared
Where the red spirit lives on
And Haida blood endures
Eagle and Raven soar
Above the mountain and forest snow
Where we dance by fire beneath moonlight glow
And only the Eagle crest is our lord!
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I gaze into cosmic horizons
Across waves of astral seas
Beyond heaven realms
Is where I long to be
Long is the dark night
In which we’ve gathered
We search for a distant light
That birthed our fathers
I gaze into cosmic horizons
Across waves of astral seas
Beyond heaven realms
Secret celestial keys
From the edge of the universe
On the darkest of nights they came
Following the star-ways mapped long ago
Beyond the stars our home calls out to me
I gaze into cosmic horizons
Across waves of astral seas
Beyond heaven realms
Secret celestial keys
I gaze into cosmic horizons
Across waves of astral seas
Beyond heaven realms
Is where I long to be
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I was surrounded by the snow, while the whole world slept unconscious.
As a pale white blanket lashed by winds, this empty land lives in silence unseen.
I woke up in a shiny crystal cavern, smelled the air as it scars my face. The closed ceiling as an icy casket, devoured and fed the beast within. I could not see, but rocks gathered around me, a deadly throne they seemed.
Tried and went outside, I remember felt the pale sun on my withered skin. As far as my sight could go only a vast white I saw.
Oh maiden of the snow,
Of desires and sorrows your soil's the witness, as the wicked beauty of your nakedness awakes me. Wonderfully numb to clear crystal skies that dress up your misty mountains.
Covered in a bear-skin's mantel I made it to the crest, not so far away from the ridgeline where ice melts into a dreamless ocean of evergreen meadows. And the sun's borrowed light dwelled all over the place. It was my gift. A sweet gift, with mournful eyes I tasted. Cause I know that everything ends right when it begins.
And now I sit at the last glimpse of sunshine, watching my rocky cave from above. A last thing I remember, that lone burning ray. The setting sun lighting up your face, and your eyes so cold.
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