Inhalt

All about Berries
A Wolfriders Reflections
Catatonia Country Rag
children of the fall
Fun and Games
Healer's Hands
Marching Orders
Marking Time
Nightcrawler
Pridefall
Shadow Pact
Shades of Shadow
Strange Blood
Suitors
Tam's Song
the Confrontation
the Hunt
the Lovers Triangle
the Remembering
Timmain
Troll Hall
True as Gold

All about Berries

Like the summer sunshine
trickle through your tickel toes
And run like water through the pines
It's the sunny summer that I love the very best
The silly silken summertime
My friends They hand like jewels, dark and divine
The hunters friend and the finest purple wine
They make dreams come true
They're the forests deares wine.
The berries of the very friendly feathered forest vine
The berries of the drunken summertime
The berries of the drunken summertime

There's no sweeter flower
There's no treasure held so dear
As the bushes and their price
In the whole wide forest there is not an other one
Who makes dreams right before your eyes
They hang like jewels, dark and divine
The hunters friend and the finest purple wine
They make dreams come true
They're the forests deares wine.
The berries of the very friendly feathered forest vine
The berries of the drunken summertime
The berries of the drunken summertime

When life stays for to long
And the nights grow short and grim
And the hunter's not been fine
Remember that the berry bushes grow to make our life more sweet
To ease our ancient weary minds
They hang like jewels, dark and divine
The hunters friend and the finest purple wine
They make dreams come true
They're the forests deares wine.
The berries of the very friendly feathered forest vine
The berries of the drunken summertime
The berries of the drunken summertime

A Wolfriders Reflections

The trees lay below me
Much smaller from the sky
The stars have always called me
But they sing to me of glory when I fly
Ohhhh when I fly
Ohhhh when I fly

I'm a warrior from my boyhood
And a dreamer in my prime
A man whose boyhood's over
I realize my own sadness when I fly
Ohhhh when I fly
Ohhhh when I fly

Now the stars they are no closer
As we thunder through the skys
And my burdens, they are no lighter
But the world becomes unbounded when I fly
Ohhhh when I fly
Ohhhh when I fly

Alone upon a mountain
Tears in awe filled eyes
Bound to a word by wolves and warriors
I'll never again know the joy to fly
Ohhhh when I fly
Ohhhh when I fly
Aaaaahhhh...
Ohhhh If I could fly
Ohhhh If I could fly.

Catatonia Country Rag

I suppose it could be worse; you know, I could be parked outside
With rain and snow to splatter me, and bird-lime on my hide.
So here I sit by day and night, ten yards above the floor.
You know, it isn't easy being Door.

CHORUS:
And here I am, a real open-and-shut case,
A psychic-burnout catatonic nut case.
I tangled with sweet Winnowill, and that's where I went wrong.
Now I just shut and open all day long.

They say some folks are humorless; they find laughter a bore.
But elves should take a joke; we live a million years or more.
Well, I sneaked hair-remover into Winnowill's shampoo.
So Winnowill played me a joke or two.

CHORUS

Now misery loves company, and I was all alone,
And so I gave the walls a shake and made the ceiling groan.
Sweet Winnie looked for earthquake faults until she found a trace,
So now I've got a partner, name of Brace.

CHORUS

It's a lousy life we lead here, but not so bad as some.
Brace says we will elope someday, but someday never comes.
So 'til someone come to free us, or Blue Mountain wears away,
We sit, and shut, and open, night and day.

CHORUS:
And here I am, a real open-and-shut case,
A psychic-burnout catatonic nut case.
I tangled with sweet Winnowill, and that's where I went wrong.
Now I just shut and open all day long, all day long.
I just shut and open all day long.

Children of the Fall

Once we followed the star-ways, we children of light,
The high ones, yes, they knew the reason.
Now we run on the ground and we hunt in the night,
Uncaring we follow the seasons.

And we howl at the moons and we run to the kill,
With companions of fur and of cunning.
We survive in the ruin, and take pride in our skill,
And find freedom and joy in the running.

Deep in our blood runs the dream of our race,
Memories rise up unbidden.
The question is, "Why did we come to this place?"
The answer must still remain hidden.

As we howl...

A life short and wild is the fate of our kind,
Passion and movement the savor.
Sometimes we must hunger for peace in our lives,
But violence spices the flavor.

And we howl..

The green of the forest gives ease to our souls,
We take comfort in loving each other.
We run with the pack, for alone we're not whole,
So we ride like the wind with our brothers.

And we howl...

Fun and Games

Pack leader Bearclaw riding through the forest,
Chief's duties left behind, Bearclaw wants to play.
Looking for adventure and a little bit of mischief
Sunlight and leaf fall, High Ones what a day!

Sharp eyed is Bearclaw, hiding in the shadows,
Spying on the human folk out working in the sun.
Sees a little man cub, no one near to guard it,
Runs and snatches up the brat - Bearclaw's having fun.

Swift rider Bearclaw, humans run behind him,
Leading them a merry chase, afraid of what he'll do.
Bearclaw leads them up and down, 'til their yelling bores him.
Ties the baby in a tree - on to something new.

Mischief maker Bearclaw gambles with the troll king.
Troll king thinks to cheat him, Bearclaw makes him pay.
Bearclaw wins his shining sword, Bearclaw wins his bracelet,
Bearclaw drinks up all the wine, laughs and runs away.

Wine happy Bearclaw, riding home and Holtward,
Night shadows hide the trail but Bearclaw knows the way,
With his new sword at his side, a bracelet for his lifemate
Moon rise and pack howl, High Ones what a day!

Healer's hands

It must be excitement
If I'd thought
I've not have moved
I guess killing's like that
It's an end not a truth

Hands of a healer after centuries of care
You can't betray me so,
You cannot dare
Treat a life like a lampflame
And so cruely put it out
In a moment, but in a moment
Your healers oath's in doubt.

Hands that have worked so
Do you not death abort?
You're trained to lessen death
Not to deal more!
It's not one life that matters,
It's the heritage betrayed
For a moment, but in that moment
A life lost to my blade

Oh hands without caress
You have not known death like this
You've led men back from death
But you've never doubt it's kiss
But for once the pain is lovely
As the foe slumps to the ground
And for a moment, shining moment,
You forget to what you're bound

Hands of the healer
Can you heal this wrong you've done?
Oh, yes you've scrored a kill
And the battle's just begun
Can they all be proud? Come mourning
Of the killing by theses hands
Of the moment, the dammned moment
That no other understands
Of the hated horrid moment,
That sprayed blood on healers hands

Kahvi: Marching Orders

Go-Backs, going back - but held here.
Go-Backs, halted here on the snow.
Go-Backs, with the troll before us,
War before us. Shout the chorus:
Someday, someday, back weīll go!

Tall deer, that we ride, snow-shrouded,
Tall deer, with their daggerd horns,
Tall deer, carry us to battle,
Warriorsī cattle. Hard hooves rattle.
Leap and leap, ītil the ice is torn.

Hard hearts, like our weapons wielded.
Hard hearts, tempered strong as steel.
Herd hearts, as the ice has made us,
Hope betrayed us. Trolls invade us.
Strike and strike, for the fire we feel!

Go-Backs, in a rage of hunger.
Go-Backs, only show us how.
Go-Backs, like your answer stranger
Welcome, ranger, to our danger.
Mount and ride, and go back now!

Marking Time

How long? How long? Hold on!

Safe within this world of living stone!
Nothing changes nothing grows fly out as we will!
And yet I hold us to end still

How long? How long? Hold on!

How long? How long to stay?

All that we could want within these walls
Exept we have no children born as log years stretch behind!
And one by one the shadows take our minds

How long? How long to stay?

How long? How long till night?

The world outside is only endless foes
Shall we wither in the dark or risk our lives at war?
Is there hope outside worth fighting for?

How long? How long till night?

Fly on! Fly on till dawn!
We shall wait no longer for the dark!
Take the chance take all but life! Do battle with the night!
Follow with my last and greatest flight!

Fly on! Fly on till dawn!

Nightcrawler

Something lingers in the dark,
Waiting in a pool of shadows,
Something tainted leaves a mark,
In the place it lies unseen,

Crippled magic left behind,
Grows in strength and grows in evil,
And it's casters now would find,
It has grown foul and oscene.

Lightening slits the angry skies,
Cat and serpent locked in struggle.
Come to near to where it lies,
feeding on the lightening's fire.

Now it takes the unaware,
Moulds & twists & shapes & servers
Till within dark magic's lair,
Somthing rises from the pyre.

Something new is bprn this night,
Born in hurt and fear and anger,
Creature formed of magic's might
Born to hate and rend and kill.

Hunger nothing can appease,
For it feeds on pain and dying.
Everything before itv flees,
Lest they be caught by it's will

Something more than mortal hate,
Spoiled like a thing long left dead,
Feeding on it's own dark rot,
Basking in it's dreams unclean.

Something lingers in the dark,
Waiting in a pool of shadows,
Something tainted leaves a mark,
In the place it lies unseen,

Pridefall

If I were skilled at hatred, I'd have split your wolfling heart.
You can't know all the reasons that I've come to take your part,
Or why we fight as allies on this long and bitter quest.
We know which one she loves the more, but which one loves her best?

You came to us a desperate few, with hard but open hands,
And never knew you'd drive me out to drift in alien lands.
Your honesty, your innocence -- they broke my life and pride.
Yet I have reasons, more than one, to battle at your side.

My home and love and standing, all, you fairly won away.
I could not live defeated, so I could no longer stay.
Yet it was I who challenged, and by my own hand I lost.
Now I look back on what I've gained, and wonder at the cost.

Indeed I've changed, old rival! Now among my hard-won gains
I wield the power to win your war, and take what prize remains.
And yet, through loss and victory, one truth I can't decide.
Did I love my own true love less than I loved my pride?

Tyldak: Shadow Pact

I can ride in the clouds
On the birds that we rule,
but that isīnt enough,
and temptation is cruel.
Though he flies where I will,
Still heīs carrying me.
I crave something more,
I need to fly free!

I can stand in midair
By the strength of my will,
But that isīn enough,
and it doesnīt fulfill.
For I tire too soon,
And I fall from the sky.
And I donīt truly soar -
I donīt truty fly!

How it burns in my heart,
this true passion for flight.
How I yearn for the freedom
The birds have by right.
I would pledge my own soul,
if I could buy these things.
Any price! Any pain!
I would pay th have wings!

Shades of Shadow

Softly as a Shadows sigh,
Shadows walk and there walk I
Shadow's darkness in my soul,
Shadow power is my goal
Power to give and power to take
Power to build and to unmake
Power to make you writhe with pain
Power to take it back again.

You shape wood and earth and stone
I shape flesh and brain and bone.
Soft tree-shaper, healers wise,
You shape living, I shape lives

Softly through the darkened halls,
My thoughts steer and rule them all.
Some have tried my rule to end,
Pain and power are shadows friend!
For he spoke insult to my face,
I stand her and he is Brace.
She who sought my rule before,
I was stronger... she is Door.

You shape wood and earth and stone...

Free the flyers, but it remains
That they return to seek their chains.
Hooded falcons who think they're free
And follow to my lure and me.
For every thought they think is mine,
My will wreathes there like a vine.
For the love I cannot have,
Pain and power my balm and slave.

You shape wood and earth and stone...

Strange Blood

Strange blood in our veins -- too late we understand
Strength and size and long allegiance to the Elfling band.
Strange blood -- for its gifts the price at last comes due.
Strange lands and stranger duties has it brought us to!

Strange blood and its gifts we gained from long ago.
Shape-Changer gave us this, for cause we'll never know.
Strange blood and its wisdom long since changed our track;
Wherever it may lead us now, there is no turning back.

Strange blood! We are wolves, and we are something more.
Now it brings us endless wandering, hunger, rage and war.
Strange blood kept us fed and brought us help at need.
Now it draws us, by our blood, to go where others lead.

Strange blood! No regrets. We would not turn aside.
It brought us safely through the fire where all the others died.
Strange blood! Howl again, for now we know too well:
Better a friend on paths unknown than be alone in hell!

Suitors

King Greymung had a favorite -- me,
Which shows his excellent taste, you'll agree.
He gave me nice things, golden brooches and rings.
How I wish I hadn't had to flee!

CHORUS:
No matter how far this girl may drop,
Somehow I always come out on top.
No matter how far this girl may drop,
Somehow I always come out on top.

Then Picknose came and carried me away,
Brave enough to face the light of day.
He pledged me a hoard; I'd be Lady, he'd be Lord --
So with Picky I decided I would stay.

CHORUS

Picky never found his treasure, it's true.
So what's an impoverished girl to do?
Guttlekraw has gold; he's a King, and bold.
I'll trade Picky in on someone new.

Tam's Song

Brothers in heart, Soul-Brother, are we,
Though in blood we be no more than friends.
I value your life with all that is in me,
More than my life or its too brief end.

Earth-humbled, Skywise,
How it must hurt your heart when you look to the skies.
Together we stand in a world not our own;
Skywise from the sky, and me from my home.

For too many seasons we've lived in this sand,
With no deer and no trees to behold.
I can hear the Holt call like a maid in my dreams,
And a cry of pain howls from my soul.

Wolfbrother, let's ride
To the land of sweet greenness where out fathers died!
No Sun People we, our hearts must run free!
If I run to the sun will you still follow me?

When I finally have peace and my own family,
How can discontent stir in my mind?
Why do I want to run back to sad memories
With the wolf and my friend by my side?

My wolf-blood runs high
Every night that the moon shows her face in the sky.
This life was not meant for those made such as we.
Run away with me, Skywise, our homeland to see.

I'll not stay still too long, for this is not my home;
To a place far from here I must flee.
I know you, friend, will come to that land of our own,
To the Holt we were both loath to leave.

Soul-Brother Skywise,
Let no one tie you down in your search for the sky.
They can't tame a wolf's soul, or set soft chains on me.
Let us run from this safety and once more be free.

the Confrontation

Fourteen days kept in a cell; captor's face I learned to well.
Skin of pearl, eyes of black, length of sloe hair down your back.
Alien filth within my mind -- You thought you'd win if you'd had time.
Wild wolf spirit you would break, my rebellious freedom take.

Hatred burns me, dark and strong;
Even wolves know right from wrong.
She snake, pry, black wasp, lie.
Now's my chance to watch you die!

My Chief's cub within your arms -- Tempt me! Do the wolfling harm!
Prove you're a fool as well as liar, setting the whole tribe on fire.
We'd hunt you 'til your lair was found; then, like an elk, we'd run you down.
But you're still here within my sights, and I want you with all my might!

I've a friend to keep my bowstring free,
Hatred draws and aims for me.
You scoff me, but soon you'll see --
That you never should have set me free!

Turn around! Turn around!
I want you to see who can best you!
Eyes a-gazing, spirit blazing.
Dare you, witch -- turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!

the Hunt

The moons have risen round and bright.
No clouds will dim their steady light.
The stars like eyes have pierced the night.
To see the hunters pass.
Our quarry grazes in the dale.
The breezes carry us the tale.
The scent is hot upon the trail.
And dew is on the grass.
(Hunting call) He starts to run.
(Hunting call) The hunt's begun.
(Hunting call)

Across the glade, among the trees,
Our quarry panic-stricken flees.
We taste his fear upon the breeze
And howl upon his heels.
Blood-madness fills our brothers' minds
Fear-madness now our quarry blinds.
He searches for escape and finds
Our spears and sharpened steel.
(Hunting call) He stands to fight.
(Hunting call) His blood is bright.
(Hunting call)

He slashes out with hoof and horn.
His sides and neck are rent and torn.
He cannot know no stag was born
Escapes us when we ride.
The quarry's down. His life is fled.
He falls before us, stark and dead.
Tonight the cubs will sleep well-fed,
And all the pack besides.
(Hunting call) Wolfriders we.
(Hunting call) Howl victory.
(Hunting call)

the lovers Triangle

Dewshine:
Why, Scouter, why canīt I love whrere I will?
Strive though I may, I am bound to him still.
Tyldak:
Caught in this spell, there is naught I can do.
Little wolf-savage, why must it be you.
Scouter:
Dewshine, my love, that Iīve loved for so long,
how can the Bloodbound have chosen so wrong?

Dewshine:
Tyldak, how altered you seem now to me.
Is it your former shape that I can see?
Tyldk:
Little wolf-creature, how can it be true?
Fly where I will, I am drawn back to you.
Scouter:
What are they seeing in each others eyes?
Why is he stricken so? Why dose she cry?

Dewshine:
I donīt love or want you. I want to be free.
Tyldak:
How could I love one so alien to me?
Scouter:
Iīd give my soul to trade places with you.
Dewshine:
Canīt anyone tell me? What can I do?
Tyldak:
Both of us helpless to alter our fate!
Scouter:
Why is she bound where by right I should hate?

Dewshine:
I cannot love you. I wonīt even try.
But Iīll fight no longer what I canīt deny.
Tyldak:
Then, little wolfling, come finish with me.
The bond will be broken and let us fly free.
Scouter:
Go and be done, yet my loye will abide.
As long as I live, love, Iīll stay at your side.

All:
Why are we bound where the heart will not go?
How could our fate have imprisoned us so?
Cruel recognition that falls on us still,
breaking as nothing our love and our will.
Yield to the night and go free with the dawn;
Love will endure when this passion has gone.

the Remembering

High-things build things, High-things know
All the strange ways High-things go.
High-things brought us; they survive.
High-things send things to keep alive.

Dig-digs tunnel through the ground;
Dig-digs would not stay around.
Dig-digs hidden, be afraid.
Dig-digs live inside their graves.

Big-things bad things hunt and kill.
Big-things hate things; go where will.
Big-things stupid; they don't know
Who belongs here, who must go.

We-things know things, we preserve.
We-things cling to who we serve.
We-things, High-things, know things true.
We-things, High-things, wait for you.

Timmain

Timmain - Shapeshifter
Your people are exiles,
Wandering aimless, your people are lost,
Hated and hunted, with fear their companion,
Chilled by the windstorm and pierced by th e frost

Timmain - Selfchanger
Your people are hungry.
Far from their homeland their founder unfed,
Here in this new land their magics work twisted
As often to conjure up stones as their bread.

Timmain - Shapechanger
Your people are dying
You cannot harden your heart to their cry.
See how the snow and their enemies slay them
Timmain - Oh Timmain, can you watch them die?

Timmain - Changemaker - your shape is a new one.
Sharp toothed and keen nosed and one with the storm,
Hunter to track down the life for your people,
Finding the shelter to keep your folk warm.

Timmain - Selfchanger, isgone through the springtime,
Summer fast follows and fall runs behind.
She hunts with the wolfpack, accepts them as kindred
And builds her own world now away from elfkind

Timmain - the wolfshaped has sent them a leader,
Wolfblooded elfchild, young Timmorn, her pride.
Duty fulfilled she returns to the hunters -
Wild beast within her no longer denied.

Troll Hall

I am tall I am strong
I live deep in the hill
And I love a good brawl
And I love a good kill
And that's all I hold true
In this whole world of lies

Damm it's heart!
Damm it's guts!
Damm it's eyes!

Oh my sire was a troll
And my dame was an elf
They had plans for my use
I had plans for myself
From his frame I grew strong
From her wit I grew wise

Damm their hearts!
Damm their guts!
Damm their eyes!

I forged chains of intrigue
I make fine tools of war
I shall stalk through your hold
I shall take every door
I shall drag down my foe
I shall laugh at her cries

Damm her heart!
Damm her guts!
Damm her eyes!

I'll pit elf against troll
Your dead peace I destroy
See me now mother dear
Are you proud of your boy?
To my hall they'll all come
To the end I've devised

Damm your heart!
Damm your guts!
Damm your eyes!

True as Gold

When I was a young troll
I had brave ambitions
To murder my uncle
His treasure to win
But he was the stronger
And laughed at my folly
He'll die of old age
It's go burried with him.

So we hack and we hew with our picks in the stone
For the treasures we take from our old mothers bones
No joy will we know till the treasure we hold,
For troll-maidens laugh is as true as your gold


I dreamed then of battle
The conquest of humans
I stripped from their bodies
Fine silver and gold
But sunlight is dreary
And hinders my fighting
And at night all the humans
Hide safe in their holes

So we hack...

I fell in with companions
Who said we woul prosper
By trading with elves
For the goods they could sell
But Wolfriders tricked us
And fled with our weapons
So now I have chosen
As I better dwell

So we hack...