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Ros Grazh
01:18
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Pareidolia
03:45
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Sometimes I look into the sun and see myself
Sometimes I look into myself and see the sun
Sometimes I see the face of god in my mundane life
And I assign my mundane life to the highest one
The formless has been given its eyes
And it has come to no one’s surprise
That even now my desire to perceive
Has allowed this very force to deceive
If I convince myself over and over
The sky’s the limit for what I can uncover
I draw the knife out and cut my face free
And force it onto the world around me
This is merely a projection of man
And they will make it so whenever they can
The whole of nature is a looking glass
But we are still the first in line to pass
If I can build it then so must it be
Then this whole world is beholden to me
I always conquer what I choose to create
Or is my creation what I imitate?
Imposition
Inquisition
Explanation
Infestation
Oh, why
Does the real world deceive my eyes?
Oh why
Can’t they hear the desperate lies?
Perhaps the world has lost its fun
That’s why I look into the sun.
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Son Of The Pines
04:15
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I saw beneath me on my path one day
Tiny drops of blood that led the way
I took my compass and every map I knew
I sought its origin and mean to see this through
Who knew when in the course of fate
The path became the purpose of my life
Before me ghosts of those I thought were mine
My identity balanced on the point of a knife
I followed trails unto the conifer line
What came before has since failed to define
It was a miracle these woods have let me pass
Through this grove of bones and all-ensnaring grass
I found my treasure in a deeply hidden trove
On the bright side of the dark apparent grove
The cross and hammer both have fallen from me
I’ve seen the forest through the ancestral tree
I descended from these phantoms lost to time
Here I stand and there’s no doubt that I’m alive
Branches traced have simply disappeared in Pines
In these veins the blood that is no one’s but mine
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Follow Me Up To Carlow
02:42
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In your midst they walk
In your tongue they speak
Know that as you live
It’s your undoing they seek
Oh, how words of gods
Can set the pyres ablaze
Oh how the letters of light
Can quench the sun and end your days
Bend your knee
Bow your head
Whet your knife
Follow me
Cast aside your doubt
Leave behind your thought
Never hope to ask
We shall want for naught
All that you must do
Is pay my spirit fee
And all who hesitate
Bring them forth, kill them in front of me
Bend your knee
Bow your head
Whet your knife
Follow me
I am the word made flesh
Brace yourself for another flood
I am no more or less than you
Take my life, and you shall drink your fill of blood
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Squonk Tears
04:22
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don’t keep no mirrors in the forest where I roam
For someone cursed as I am it’s best to walk alone
Can’t bear my own reflection nor reflect on what I am
I never seemed o be a fit for the company of man
Have you wondered what it feels like when the skin you wear is hell?
I you saw in you what I see in me you would bathe in tears as well!
Don’t wanna leave the shadows on any lovely day
I pray the sap of these hemlocks come and wash my tears away
I ain’t been so scared and lost since I seen what I become
But there won’t be that much left of me when the tears they start to come
I don’t keep no mirrors in the forest where I roam
For someone cursed as I am it’s best to walk alone
Can’t stomach any sympathy, don’t need you to be kind
Maybe I can drown my body for a chance to save my mind?
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Moonshiners
02:15
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8. |
Lady Of The Noose
05:25
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We were lost in the forest
Swallowed by the trees
Hunted by the shadows
Weaving their path with the wings of the breeze
We’ve given into our fear
After leaving the daylight behind
Fodder for wraiths and monsters
Sprung from the well of our minds
Hanging
From the ground
By a black noose
Into the air
Screaming
After us
This wood is ours
And ours alone
*In a swirl of black and green
The moonlight vanished overhead
We are blind and motionless
Upon a road kept by the dead
Captive of the morbid haze
Insensate to the ghostly truths
Warnings in a living picture
The Lady of the Noose
“This wood is ours and ours alone!”
She was lost in a vision
Portents of a time long past
The hornet’s poison entered our dreams
And the spriggan’s spell was cast
In a land
Of shapeshifters
Fleeing down
The churchyard road
“this forest became a field of scaffolds in a reliquary of defeatists dreams
Where the hornets nested in the charnel house and nothing else is what it seems”
Flee, you foolish things
Flee our burial knolls
Flee, never return!
Flee the hive of souls!
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Eyes Like The Sunrise
03:17
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There is no sweetness
In spring’s nocturnal wind
Everywhere, A wall comes down, nowhere to go but on
What must be done
Leave your blame behind
Don’t look below, the water’s deeper than you can surmise
Breathe deep, lie still
Feel the equinox caress
Transform, transcend beyond the grounds you stand upon
Ice stills the waves
Cold aperture undone
Let crescent moonlight through to light what I despise
Take now these cares
Relics rusted for my sake
I hope you know what now awaits, the war is far from won
Perhaps a day will come
When in your victory
The way shines from behind your eyes like the sunrise
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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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