The Syrinx
Obelisks
Messages
- Message U (Goetia): AI_i.evartro_hy_ste_.l_agtch__ai
- Message n (Serenity): __ml_,etsi_mc,iIu_nj_odnhahypyrs
- Message c (Typhon Expanse): llylB__e_mmeo_e_rftuIvoytkonlod_
- Message o (Eftling): oo_euItswee_uilcea_s`enm_eieaush
- Message p (S`Fauni): nshdt_ote__tltdo!rhtl_`omsrscr_i
- Message y (Murlank): ete__g__nitrd_,u__o_lttro_`se_ag
- Message r (Soronne): l_aweahgttoenw_lIfma_o_esas.,lrh
- Message i (Terrax): ymrivvia___a`ofd_resg_w.tw___oen
- Message g (Mt. Pilanteko): _ytteedibcsstuonlos_iaa__auTpv_e
- Message h (Nannaria): s__hn_enyapu_lr`im,bvnnTeytarefs
- Message t (Timberfall): olw__m_._mertd_tv__eeythe_tke,rs
- Message a (Etanasfeld): uoapwym_aenehnl_eapf_o_ertees_o!
- Message b (Semiramis): lvsao_yYn_d.o`om_nlomni_ihr_erm
- Message l (Ryft): ,e_irl_edf__utvencaryetnee_mne_
- Message e (Sea of Mist): _,fnsola_osIg_eaoiye_,_i__sytwh
Resulting rhyme
"A lonely soul, I lost my love, my heart was filled with pain.
But even worse, I gave my love to hide my latest gain.
Years went by and time it came for me to spend some treasure.
I couldn`t though, it wouldn`t yield, for love I couldn`t measure!
I live not far from ancient homes, play just as before.
I`ll give my love to anyone, don`t want it anymore.
The night most eerie takes away the choir`s utter shyness.
Take my place, present your love, rewards are from his highness!"
Pipes of Pan (lyrics)
The Pipes of Pan (Damh the Bard)
The idea for this song came about while I was driving across Dartmoor, and having to quickly avoid some of the local drivers. I began to wonder how long you had to live in a place before you stopped seeing the beauty that surrounded you. Before the journey stopped mattering, and the arrival was all that existed...
"Can you hear the distant thunder?
Can you see the Moon in the sky?
I can see a full horizon, the Sun raising his eye.
Arms lifted to greet the dawn,
As fiery eyes of wisdom shine,
A father dead, a Son of Suns,
A tear wiped away with a smile.
(Chorus:)
All of my life I have seen many offerings,
To the Gods and all the wonder that they hold.
But how many people really can, hear the pipes of Pan?
As they sound across our sacred land of old.
"I can see a cloven hoof falling,
On the bare skin of the Earth.
I can see life returning, feel the triple One's rebirth.
Golden light dapples across the woodland,
As the Piper dances and plays his tune.
Herne the Hunter, Horned One,
Spirit of Man to the Moon."
(Chorus)
"Can you hear the pipes of Pan
On the warm Summer breeze?
If you can, can you feel him deep within you
As he penetrates the land?
May blossom to the bee,
The nectar of love is on her skin.
Heat returns as passions rise
And Beltane's dance begins, once again."
(Chorus 2x)