Druantia
A Dark Fuckin Poem
Weaning daylight inches away from Earth
Obligation of work
Blasphemous rite
Songs of deep buried stone
A perversion of divine order
Vile dark and stars above
Ovate barde hides in Oak’s shadow
Solar wheel influences mast of seed
Tuatha Dé Danann born again
Triad of days waiting
Of the earth
Especially the underworld
Whispering timeless but resonant