Charge of the Lord Of Death And Ressurection
by Blayze

Beyond the night, between the worlds,
I am the two-fold King who reigns when the leaves turn.

Mine is the descent, 
the journey of death in liminal spaces,
yet the power of re-birth is my gift also.

I wear the crown of gold-kissed oak
with blood-tinged grain my sovereign cloak.
Yet the acorn stirs within me still...

For I am the memory of the seed yet to be planted, 
planted in the womb of earth, 
no longer fallow.

Seek for me where the land meets the sky,
red-hued as day turns to night... 
and night to day.

Seek for me also in the shadow of the sheaves
that tower golden upon the stubbled fields.

Hear my song in the wind, 
a song of sacrifice and glory...
never ending and ever returning.

For I am the Horned One ever dying,
I am the Horned One ever reborn
The shadow and the light
of what is to come.

For I am He and I am!