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Nothing Like Our Fantasy

by Goblin Hovel

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Kyril
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Kyril Thank you Tyme for buying this so I could see it through your feed. And thank you Goblins for making this. Not normally the kind of thing I listen to, but it makes me happy during a time when I need to be. Favorite track: Urgischk.
Tyme
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Tyme A delightful departure from the depressing decrepitude of the day-to-day.

Welcome to the Goblin Hovel.

Drop your bullshit and anxieties at the door, grab a mug of mead or ale and come sit by the fire friend. All welcome here.
MorKroM
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MorKroM woooow .... what a discovery ! .... acoustic "Goblin-Folk-Metal" .... i instantly buy all albums ... and now im sitting here with a huge smile on my face and still can´t believe what i hear ... hahahahaha Favorite track: The Daemon Engine.
Tim McLelland
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Tim McLelland Goblin folk? Nifty! Favorite track: Forests Of Painted Bone.
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1.
Urgischk 04:33
Dar vor kenst ym ymforgung av nust ochnd antlyt Ym slektgrap vor kenne vohne usflyt Strifanchrynn av retzog, hinsk tastvegd Lutzkept Tol oglichken dyn her yn frempfelt Tahk din hokkr ochnd slek Tahk din scvert ochnd styk Mjallr skelt ondra fut Fo broek her solk schkorr jalwesyk? *URGISCHK! Hejdpanchk av grenhvod mek! Mosgle tlagmjall hinsk jesonhved URGISCHK! Vaesegkt ojzok tehne Hone optrakt ym ilvesbled URGISCHK! Skrytchen av dur storrch Fyllt hinsk boagin meth dur flesk URGISCHK! Hinsk vor yn Versare fedd Kenn hinsk, ilv, ochnd schkorr dur silv! Schkodde av undyste ochnd drukkande Patschd ev zynnief tol hinsk jesonhved Varfor dur tankr dur kinst lyf? Kenne mun her avbrudt med din bled. Jich sagt dur hjor Dur lynne ev mei Gobsichke kenne Urgischke hjorskt shae! *Din staunk vor hjor tol honnhelde yn Ilvschk, ochnd tekk fruleskyn ev hinsk bradr Dur ken hjor fur fonnkaft Dur vor hjor tol datt! DUR VOR HJOR TOL DATT!
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I spent the night in the saloon Amid the lullabies of crying and of croons She beckoned and I followed through She gave me a taste of wine Red as a valentine Bleeding to blue They pressed a gun into my hands Dressed me up in red and gave me my commands She hid her face behind a plume Pressed her lips to mine And asked me “darling, don’t you love the view?” Well, I’ve had my fun while it lasted It’s all yours at last, kid! Tell everyone to go to hell But the devil will not leave til she takes you as well (dancing feet churned the river to red foam where the nectar of love flows free) (but the fruit of her chalice in such a display tastes just like hate’s wine to me) Woe came creeping out last night The perfect drinking partner for the man who threw the fight So this is the thanks I get for living life It’s sure been fun Hanging around By the neck while balanced on the edge of a knife
3.
A long time ago under cover of gloom I held the hands of spirits in their tombs. Now that world has gone away And its creatures left no trace To disturb the forest In the nightwind’s embrace There will be wonders in the silence And rest in the rain The fire was dying When upon the earth I was lain I lost him somewhere in the woods There he remained, burrowed in the mud While my life began again in the clutch of skeletal roots Where the wind sings a lullaby as if from a thousand goblin flutes The shadows are gone They have fled from the sun But the trail that they blazed Has only just begun The small of wet leaves And the sound of crackling fires Have brought all my old ghosts Back home to inspire
4.
In ways unlike thieves in the night they came a beacon of pain in the wilderness untamed Though man may cut stone and shape it to his will stones like these shape man for good or ill to stand within the same chambers beholding the sleeping forces cross the batteries and towers as the wind alters its course Fly, good wind, like a call to arms we came this fortress of phantoms will still be here unchanged memories like waves in a lake of souls collide where elder stones endure, holding captive legends inside sometimes as the garrison sleeps, they walk through darkened halls hands and voices, memories or visions, to which are we enthralled? Across the blood soaked ground we walk like ticks across the flesh of our host to the sound of storms like gunfire besieging the relic on the coast
5.
Slaves! I command you, tear your flesh To oil the gears with Blood! The demands of the mechanism Shall not be Denied! Your cries will buy you naught Subservience Implied! Die so I may wear your hide Behold my mask! Pray with me brothers For the lies that you lust for Lay with me sisters I will open your heart’s doors Trust me, thou mothers And remember your duty Smile and extend your hands To cast your children in the path of the engine Suffer! In the name of the miracle Of death I bring you Succor! In the bonds of faith Enslaved forever More! I hear your pleas And I provide Adore me! I, your divine machine behold my power Suffer, children, so I may love thee Yield, ye kings, for I am above thee This world my plaything and my whore The engine shields me evermore A thousand years of wasted worth A maw that closes round the earth Feed the engine with your strife So I may know eternal life.

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Nothing Like Our Fantasy, the thorns caught in the harvest by Goblin Hovel, was recorded, mixed and mastered on Elder Crow's Spiraling Staircase by Joshua A., whose life was made all the more chaotic by it in the summer of 2019. This album is dedicated to the memory of Maria Rice and Gregory Sadler.

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released June 4, 2019

All music and lyrics written and performed by Goblin, © 2019. Artwork by Joshua A., © 2019.

Goblin: guitars, cello, bass guitar, mandolin, cajon, djembe, cymbals, killa kans, Vuvuzela, mouth harp, vocals

Joshua A.: Studio head, production, Artist and Cover Modelling

Tina: Cover Modelling

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Goblin Hovel

A genre-defying band that entails the cooperation of several artists from several bands of several genres under the direction of a nameless Goblin. They present a view of the modern world through the lens of history, mysticism, and mischief.

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