Well, well, well...Is that Wyrd? Damn right it is. Cascading from The Ghost Album we return this week with the showcase track "Daughter Of The Forest," a wailing work that speaks of times before, of the old ways. A song for the ancients, for the spirits of yore, of those forgotten or rarely whispered. However, this album holds other collosal tracks that can entice and intrance you so listen on, lurkers. This week is one for the primeval and elder ones, those that guided and gifted those who reside now. Look out, into the wilds, and you will see more than before. https://kreation-records.bandcamp.com/album/the-ghost-album-kr-31 Daughter of the forest With a pine garland on her head Binded from twigs and thorns Unsightly, yet radiant Beloved of the woods Daughter of the forest With mud and soil on her face But no amount of dirt hide her grace Once revered, now alone Relic from the olden days Her altar was built from the sighs of gods Covered in wild roses, ash and thorns Look into the fire and you'll still see her shape Dancing wildly, winding like a snake Daughter of the forest Beloved of the woods No one calls her name anymore No one stares into the flames anymore Forever lost are the olden ways
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