The Honey Crucible

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[Intro - Ethereal Ambient Drone, Whispered Wind]
[Verse 1]
When blackthorn bloomed, he took a bride,
Elspeth fair, with honey hair.
The bees were thick as summer rain
And followed her into the air.
Then winter came with iron frost
And took her in the bitter night.
Beneath the ancient elder tree,
He told the bees to guide her light.
[Pre-Chorus - Low Male Choir]
Dihworth an tewl, dhe'n tan,
An gwenen a dheu dhe'n golow.
Dihworth an tewl, dhe'n tan,
An enys a dheu dhe'n ster.
(Translation)
(From the darkness, to the fire,
The bee comes toward the light.
From the darkness, to the fire,)
The soul comes toward the stars.
[Chorus - Ritual Drumbeat]
O fire-borne wings, O golden guides,
Where life and shadow turn and collide.
Descend into the dark unknown,
To turn the lead into the stone.
The bees goes down beneath the night,
And rises crowned in solar light.
[Verse 2]
A year had passed, 
when a thousand wings rose
And swirled around his frozen hand.
They led him past the standing stones
Into the split and hollow land.
A single bee with wings of gold
Arose from out the ancient stone,
And from the dark below the earth,
He heard her voice - a whispered tone.
[Whispered Cornish]
Nyns kerdh - gwra gortos.
An marow a gerdh aga hent.
An byw a'n heul,
An marow a'n men.
(Translation)
(Do not follow, wait.
The dead walk their own road.
The living belong to the sun,
The dead to stone.)
[Bridge - Hurdy-Gurdy, Heavy Drums & Choir]
“The honey keeps what summer was,
The wax remembers ancient flame.
For nothing crosses death unburnt,
And nothing ever stays the same.”
An tan yw gwres.
An kew yw aour.
An marow yw an dhalgh.
An enys a dheu dhe'n tewl
Ha dheu arta dhe'n golow.
(Translation)
(The fire is heat.
The honey is gold.
Death is the transformation.
The soul goes into the darkness
And comes again into the light.)
[Chorus - Full Choir & Drums]
O fire-borne wings, O golden guides,
Where life and shadow turn and collide.
Descend into the dark unknown,
To turn the lead into the stone.
The bees goes down beneath the night,
And rises crowned in solar light.
[Outro - Acoustic Strumming & Ambient Wind]
Each winter now he leaves the mead
Beside the hive to mark the space:
One for the living on the hill,
And one for her eternal grace.
An gwenen a dheu dhe'n tewl.
Ha dheu arta dhe'n golow.
(Translation)
(The bee goes into the darkness.
And comes again into the light.)
(Fade out on wind)
(Whisper fade out)
An gwenen a dheu dhe'n tewl.
Ha dheu arta dhe'n golow.
(Translation)
(The bee goes into the darkness.
And comes again into the light.)
(End)

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[Intro - Ethereal Ambient Drone, Whispered Wind] [Verse 1] When blackthorn bloomed, he took a bride, Elspeth fair, with honey hair. The bees were thick as summer rain And followed her into the air. Then winter came with iron frost And took her in the bitter night. Beneath the ancient elder tree, He told the bees to guide her light. [Pre-Chorus - Low Male Choir] Dihworth an tewl, dhe'n tan, An gwenen a dheu dhe'n golow. Dihworth an tewl, dhe'n tan, An enys a dheu dhe'n ster. (Translation) (From the darkness, to the fire, The bee comes toward the light. From the darkness, to the fire,) The soul comes toward the stars. [Chorus - Ritual Drumbeat] O fire-borne wings, O golden guides, Where life and shadow turn and collide. Descend into the dark unknown, To turn the lead into the stone. The bees goes down beneath the night, And rises crowned in solar light. [Verse 2] A year had passed, when a thousand wings rose And swirled around his frozen hand. They led him past the standing stones Into the split and hollow land. A single bee with wings of gold Arose from out the ancient stone, And from the dark below the earth, He heard her voice - a whispered tone. [Whispered Cornish] Nyns kerdh - gwra gortos. An marow a gerdh aga hent. An byw a'n heul, An marow a'n men. (Translation) (Do not follow, wait. The dead walk their own road. The living belong to the sun, The dead to stone.) [Bridge - Hurdy-Gurdy, Heavy Drums & Choir] “The honey keeps what summer was, The wax remembers ancient flame. For nothing crosses death unburnt, And nothing ever stays the same.” An tan yw gwres. An kew yw aour. An marow yw an dhalgh. An enys a dheu dhe'n tewl Ha dheu arta dhe'n golow. (Translation) (The fire is heat. The honey is gold. Death is the transformation. The soul goes into the darkness And comes again into the light.) [Chorus - Full Choir & Drums] O fire-borne wings, O golden guides, Where life and shadow turn and collide. Descend into the dark unknown, To turn the lead into the stone. The bees goes down beneath the night, And rises crowned in solar light. [Outro - Acoustic Strumming & Ambient Wind] Each winter now he leaves the mead Beside the hive to mark the space: One for the living on the hill, And one for her eternal grace. An gwenen a dheu dhe'n tewl. Ha dheu arta dhe'n golow. (Translation) (The bee goes into the darkness. And comes again into the light.) (Fade out on wind) (Whisper fade out) An gwenen a dheu dhe'n tewl. Ha dheu arta dhe'n golow. (Translation) (The bee goes into the darkness. And comes again into the light.) (End)

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