1. |
The Darkening
01:12
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2. |
Woe Betide
03:54
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Woe betide
The Thorn in my side
Cast aside
More time than I can hide
Let it slide
Born with too much pride
Woe betide
The Thorn in my side
So cold of hand, a heart so chill
So bold you can, can barely feel
A light that fades, its warmth repealed
The shadow grows, the crack is sealed
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My thoughts they seem to Crawl
I feel the death of all
No longer feel so small
I feel the death of all
Escaping from the thrall
I feel the death of all
No longer fear the fall
I feel the death of all
My eyes have seen it all
I feel the death of all
I’ve never felt so tall
I feel the death of all
Escaping from the thrall
I feel the death of all
I never fear the fall
I feel the death of all
Wooden man
With his reaching hand
In a world defined
By the Goddess shrine
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4. |
Estranger
06:24
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How little we know
We reap what we sow
I’d rather die
Than live in your lie
I Try
Tongue, tied
I cried
Young eyed
In comes the tide
To wash away pride
Poison the seed
Spread like a weed
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5. |
Legend Of The Five Suns
03:54
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Skinned with knife
Thirst of gods
Blood debt paid
Feeds all Life
Sacrifice
Universe
Please the earth
Feeds all Life
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6. |
As Leaves Fall
01:33
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7. |
Persona Non Grata
06:59
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I’m outside, all that is
I'm exposed, with no shade
Cage of my own design
Solum victim of crime
I’m so unsettled within
Too confused to begin
I’m inside, all I am
I'm exposed, with no plan
Cage of my own design
Solum victim of crime
I’m so unsettled within
Too confused to begin
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8. |
In Our Sacred Skin
05:56
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Wove together, was asunder
Heat and leather, roll like thunder
Writhe in pleasure, feel you under
Meet forever, filled with wonder
In our sacred skin
Bodies turn within
Faces burn with sin
In our sacred skin
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9. |
The Deepest Roots
04:06
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When we are freed from the burden of control
We can Embrace the Primal forces of our soul
Seek out the Warmest heart, of our forest home
The Deepest Roots lie where our love, has come, to roam
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Morass Of Molasses Reading, UK
Like a thick stew, rich with blues, heavy on entry and mellow in aftertaste.
A recipe born of tradition, with many a familiar ingredient. Chunky, Hearty and satisfying.
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