[Mong¡n:]
A Cairn warrior dressed in his harness feeling fury and frenzy.
His silky top had blood stained gauze stretched across his pecks.
His »
A Shield with an Iron Face
Tara + In the Eyes of Ioldanach
by Absu
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[Cairn Warrior in Advocated Manner:]
Stones of power
Stillness of her spawn
Gems of symbols
Re-illuminating
Dawn
She cries the quiet lake
Weeping »
She Cries the Quiet Lake
Tara + In the Eyes of Ioldanach
by Absu
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I've seen a high cairn kissed by holy winds,
Seen a mirror pool cut by golden fins,
Seen alleys where they hide the truth of cities,
The matter's »
Strange Waters
You Pay Your Money...
by Bruce Cockburn
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I'm a crystal clear and true
I'm your cairn and creed
you think that I'm a mountain
But there's a price I have to pay
For the love I have forsaken
Can »
The Light I Shine on You
Karma
by Kamelot
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is lost
Black waters lie before you
Together you cross
Take heart!
Do not fear
Though you know
Your death nears
We shall build you a cairn »
The Black River
Gods of the Earth
by The Sword
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[Cairn Warrior's Atrocious Assertion to War:]
I (still) admire the flow of echoing horns.
Mimicking blows so boldly, I hear...
I stand visibly, high, »
Pillars of Mercy
Tara + In the Eyes of Ioldanach
by Absu
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we pray
Empty dreams in midnight clouds
Cloaked in doom, the darkest shroud
Sleep the years hind walls of silence
Safe in cairns of deepest black »
Only the Strong
Halcyon [Bonus Tracks]
by Solstice
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gonna take us home
Gonna take us all the way to Brisbane
Take us all the way to Cairns
Take us back across to Katherine
To the Fitzroy River sands »
This Big Old Car
The Last Wave of Summer [Bonus Tracks]
by Cold Chisel
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A sullen croon of my destiny
The air resounds
A song of doom
All is lost
Only cairns will last
Oh they'll remain
As a mute testemony
To the valor of men
Who »
Song of the Graves
Emprise to Avalon
by Suidakra
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home
Gonna take us all the way to Brisbane
All the way to Cairns
Back across to Katherine
To the Fitzroy River sands
Gonna see the Indian Ocean »
Big Old Car
Youre a Revhead
by Adam Brand
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witless w*nker from the Kimberley to Cairns
And I'd trade a hundred lovers for a dozen ice cold cans
You think you really want me but there's some thing »
Gone
Long Five Days
by The Sunny Cowgirls
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with plain clothes, yea fly like a kite no cops in
Sight, racin' through the city runnin'every red light, drivin'
Like I hate my life, got a cairn in my »
5th Gear
Conversation with a Devil [CD & DVD]
by Andre Nickatina
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