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Crown of Horns

from Athrú Crutha by Cruthu

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lyrics

The gamekeeper stared out through his doorway.
He heard the swans' melancholy song.
Turning the lock for a final purpose,
He knew his time wouldn't be long.

From old to young, the mantle must be passed.
The guardian holds the only key.
Opening the lock for a brand new purpose,
Give sight to those with eyes that see.

The keeper he told, stories of old, a native dance of horns.
Fertility, eternally, to be reborn.
Hidden deep, secret to keep, some point the finger of scorn.

The old one told the young one, of the gift he'd received.
The Antler of Inheritance.
He'd longed to witness, in dreams or reality.
View the Sacred Great Horn Dance.

In the light of the day rising up from the river's edge.
Antlered crowns from the skull of a stag, worn upon their heads.
Undulating movement, dancers reel and twist.
As suddenly as they appeared, they fade into the mist.

The young one told what he had seen.
Here and now out on the green.
Dancers perform, what does it mean?

The skull is worn. Crown of horns. Eternally to be reborn. Crown of horns.

That night in the young one's dream.
Distorted images and colors, not what they seem.
The old one he drifts into (r)eternity.
The young one he shoulders the responsibility.

The dance was incomplete.
The men numbered five, but six they would need.
The old one calls out to the young one, to assume the deed.

The skull is worn. Crown of horns. Eternally to be reborn, crown of horns.
Opening the lock for a brand new purpose, gave sight to those with eyes that see.

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from Athrú Crutha, track released September 11, 2020

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Cruthu Lansing, Michigan

Rehearsal began in spring of 2014 with intentions of creating a cohesive sound consisting of traditional and modern influences in the doom and metal genre including blues and heavy 70's rock. Our goal was not to reinvent the wheel, rather to create the music we wanted to hear. Hence the name Cruthu, Gaelic for creation. ... more

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