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Redeemer
06:02
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Redeemer, what sweet solitude is this?
I'm at a crossroad, not knowing the way,
Pacify my angst to dull my sense of hate,
Please carry me, bury me, far from this place.
You might liven up the quiet,
But you wont kill the noise.
Life can be simple, life can be grand,
Life can rearrange you till death is all you yearn,
Oh humble redeemer, I am but a man,
I come to you empty of all that I am.
Redeemer, what sweet solitude is this?
I'm at a crossroad, not knowing the way,
Pacify my angst to dull my sense of hate,
Please carry me, bury me, far from this place.
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Lolth
06:55
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The stars are falling,
Our gods are dying,
Your love is fleeting,
Oh death, please hurry.
Your wounds are weeping,
No hearts left beating,
Her word is sacred,
Entombed forever young.
No safety granted,
Come alone with nothing,
Offering her willing,
In death, we're cured.
Such youthful hoping,
Hope saves a village,
Through ritual shes thirsting,
Oh death, forgive.
The stars are falling,
Our gods are dying,
Your love is fleeting,
Oh death, please hurry.
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Scorned
05:02
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Now we're here, we're gone.
What was so clear, is now robbed,
Id take an eye, I'd take a leg,
To put you back together again.
Now we're here, we're gone,
What I thought was fear was loss.
I choke before the words escape,
I catch a flicker of your face,
I'm lost to all the cold of this world,
I thought I could live for both of us.
With no soul, no bones, no body,
I come back to the woods I lorded,
With no way back to you I'm stranded,
To walk the paths of the woods I lorded.
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Old Love
09:19
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Some songs are meant to be forgotten,
Like old gods that we once relied on,
It's old love, disposable and worthless,
That holds on like a dagger in a hamstring,
I'll limp on only just to spite you,
I'm old, love. I was always gone.
I was always gone.
Some love can live beyond the decay,
A timeless sanctuary,
I have opened all of the windows,
But locked the door,
Soil keeps my love for you forever entombed,
She weeps for I am not forgiven,
She calls me to hither to the nether,
For old love, the thing we never cherished,
When we were young.
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Hrafn
04:54
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I close my eyes,
I see them every night,
Burnt into my mind
Lost my grip of time,
Whats yours is mine,
Every fleck of blood in kind,
Serves to tie,
The fear of loss is blind.
The decay has begun,
The dirge has been sung.
I still see those eyes,
Torment me every night,
Let me fall a moment,
Guiltless and cold.
What has this brought me?
I see hell in everything,
But your skin's clean,
I'm soiled in the loss,
Now all I will see,
Is hell in everything.
All that I can see,
Hell everything,
The decay has begun,
The dirge has been sung.
All that I can see,
All the hell in me,
You're alive in me,
Hell in everything,
The hell in me.
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Goremantle Melbourne, Australia
Dragging its broken carcass into the mortal realms at its time of ending - Goremantle clacks and contorts its unknowable shambling form into an audible banshee wail crescendoing into a siren call, lamenting the potential of humanity.
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