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The Dragons of Dinas Emrys
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Inspired by the tale of the last pagan prophet Merlin Ambrosius,who released the red and white dragons and prophesied the doom of Britain. Got to #1 in its category.
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Tom Byrne
Tom Byrne
The Last Druids
Sun Mar 07, 2004
Rock : Progressive Rock
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» highest in charts:   # 4   (260,305 songs currently listed in Rock)
» highest in sub-genre:   # 1   (22,045 songs currently listed in Rock > Progressive Rock)
About the song
This is one of the musical portraits from "The Last Druids". The lyrics printed here were originally to be used with this piece - in the end I decided to leave it as an instrumental - but they do scan with the music! Dinas Emrys is in Snowdonia, named after Merlin Ambrosius (Emrys). Prior to the events inspiring the track it was called Dinas Pharaon, reputed home of the Pheryllt, the alchemists of the ancient British. The track is based on the Mabinogion, Geoffery of Monmouth's 12th century History of the Kings of Britain and The Spoils of Annwn, the last pre-Christian poem in British literature.
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The Dragons of Dinas Emrys

When the triple god is worshipped in the cloister
And the landscape has been drained of the divine
They will claim we honoured trees and stones and rivers
They will never know the resonance sublime, for

Scored, scarred, scattered, shattered,
Grass grown, ground down
Weather worn, a mossed remainder,
Left, lost, long-lapsed, levelled,
Strewn prone stone dune
Wailing winds hail Dinas Emrys

They will never know the wholeness in the many
They will never see the Word by world expressed
They have made the Source an emperor in heaven
They have fleshed the Word and seen it die distressed, and

Scored, scarred, scattered, shattered,
Grass grown, ground down
Weather worn, a mossed remainder,
Left, lost, long-lapsed, levelled,
Strewn prone stone dune
Wailing winds hail Dinas Emrys

Now is not the time for leisured speculation
Now is not the time for structured argument
Now's the time for tales through famine, plague and struggle
Trapping subtleties in lyrical cement, for

Scored, scarred, scattered, shattered,
Grass grown, ground down
Weather worn, a mossed remainder,
Left, lost, long-lapsed, levelled,
Strewn prone stone dune
Wailing winds hail Dinas Emrys

Once King Ludd resolved to crystallise all conflict
And entrust it to the Druids' final care. He
Gathered all the souls at Albion's island centre
There they felt the writhing thickening the air, then



Screeched, scratched, scalded sky-skin
Mind worms grew firm
Solid spewed from upturned foreheads
Clasped, clawed, clinging, clashing
Vast vat sealed fast
Thence interred at Dinas Emrys

There we stored the writhing conflict in its cavern;
Dinas Emrys kept that chaos stoutly sealed, and
While our guardianship was vigilant those dragons,
We were confident would never be revealed, for

Screeched, scratched, scalded sky-skin
Mind worms grew firm
Solid spewed from upturned forheads
Clasped, clawed, clinging, clashing
Vast vat sealed fast
Thence interred at Dinas Emrys

You may think that dragons buried, coiled, forgotten
Lurk indefinitely, tranquil in their lair, but
Dragons have a way of catching the complacent
Snapping suddenly before you know they're there, then

Breached, burst, boiling, brawling
Ground gashed, walls smashed
Sinuously serpents struggle
Fumed, frothed, fluxing, flexing
Worm forms storm squirm
Flailing flight quails Dinas Emrys

Once King Vortigern came struggling to the mountains
With his tattered army, fleeing from its foe
There he found the ancient stones of Dinas Emrys
Tumbled down the spur to valleys far below, and

Breached, burst, boiling, brawling
Ground gashed, walls smashed
Sinuously serpents struggle
Fumed, frothed, fluxing, flexing
Worm forms storm squirm
Flailing flight quails Dinas Emrys

“What is causing this, the rupture of my stronghold?”
None could answer, save the Word within a youth:
"Alas your sovereignty is shaken by the struggle;
Look below the soil, and face the squirming truth, for

Breached, burst, boiling, brawling
Ground gashed, walls smashed
Sinuously serpents struggle
Fumed, frothed, fluxing, flexing
Worm forms storm squirm
Flailing flight quails Dinas Emrys

The blood on these dark stones
Will mortar your flesh to your doomed bones
The stones of this tower are set in a soil which dissolves
For under the soil is a turbulent pool boiled by dragons
The red and the white whose continual struggle destroys
The state you created will crumble along with your tower
Till the red and the white in the Ilse of the Mighty find peace
The Church you established will crumble along with your state
Till the white and the red in the head and the heart
Of each living part of Albion's body are one."