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Three monstrous days across the sand
Each step a suffering that faith commands
An eternal tribute to his sacrifice
He killed the lamb god appointed
From that day forth grew old
His eyes forever darkened
He saw joy no more
The largest headstone in his desolate inner cemetery
It is a murder and all of life is but a trial
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Half Hanged Mary
04:39
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At the end of my rope, losing all hope in winters despair
Crows peck at my eyes, a morbid disguise and God didn’t care
This is not a false accusation no more, can I get an Amen?!
This is what it takes to blacken my blood, can I get an Amen?!
Oh Hadley, you’ll be seeing me again!
You’ve judged me, oh I’ll see you again!
Sickness and curses go hide in your churches but I’ll be seeing you again!
‘cause I’m back from the grave with a purified rage and I, I will have my revenge!
As I hung by the neck, they thought I was dead, and they might be right
The morning chill, so frozen and still, as I open my eyes
This is not, a false accusation no more, can I get an Amen?!
This is what it takes to blacken my blood, can I get an Amen?!
Pray as the sun turns black, this witch is coming back
Know I’m of singular mind, innocence left behind
Pray as your churches burn
Pray that it’s not your turn
Reap what you sow my friend
We all hang in the end
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Mooncalf
05:10
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My frail slumber is torn asunder by one who’s serpentine of tail
I’ll be your plunder, feed the ragged hunger inside your glacial cave
He’ll be our monstrous birth
‘Don’t fear the sound of your hooves baby
I know you’ll soothe me back to sleep
‘Don’t fear the sound of your hooves baby
I know you’ll soothe me back to sleep
Teratogenic, cambion conception, so much corruption to be made
I take repletion, you my emissions in this unholy trade
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The Forefather
05:03
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I don’t need hope because I have the will, power and hatred
Alone, I rise to claim my destiny freed of all bondage
Once loved, I’ve been seduced, betrayed and ostracised
Once weak, now you’ll feel my vengeance
No quarter’s coming when I burn down your sanctum
Laid at my feet slain, make the gods fear my name. The Impenitent Son!
Shedder of blood, doer of deeds unholy and unnamed
But a piece of me dies, bound to my blood crime.
I am Tyrannus!
So I shatter my heels, these debts I owe can’t ever be repaid
Wear my sins, o’ treacherous son who seeks to devour his creator
I hold inside me a place you’ll soon know
The place where all light dies
My empire is built upon sand and paid for in blood and shame
Gods know wrath better than guilt
There’s no turning back when the bridges are burning
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You, Me and Oliver Reed
05:24
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If you listen closely, you can hear the lonely call of a glass almost empty, dying to feel replete
Less swagger, more stagger through the wandering paths I love
Soothed by the knowing that some aren’t made to be old
I’ve got hooves on my back and he’s steadily riding me home
You, me and Oliver Reed
Hot sweet breath on my neck, endlessly lashing his tongue
You, me and Oliver Reed
Derelict and rootless, come in from the cold
Drowning not waving is a tale that’s grey and old
A glassy eyed romance with no grave but the sea
A belly full of charcoal won’t bring camaraderie
It always ends the same
Ashen, sunken and lame
We’re all dead anyway
It all ends the same
Listen to his stories, feel the alluring gaze
Blinded by brightness, the wonder turns to rage
A age old companion so easily released
I’ll see your monkey and raise you a leaden beast
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6. |
The Place of Dead Things
04:43
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I was born of monolith
Both temple and tomb, I am become
This is the place of dead things
Black rains pour down, wash away these ills
I’m tired and I’m faithless, indentured and sore
This is the place of dead things
Yield to the gods of the olden ways
Prostrate yourself at their feet
Weep for the loss of all that’s whole
Because this is the place of dead things
With all of the fragments lost
All I’ve left in the core is certainty
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O' Satan
05:44
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Lament me in your congregation
Pray for my immortal soul
To fail in here is to fail at life
Oh, poor rapacious and accursed me
Feed me the lie of remembrance
I can’t digest it but I like the taste
O’ Satan hear me now
I’m on my way back down
I’m on my way back down
Regard me with a scarlet eye, spurn all affinity
All I know is all that’s known
All nature is through fire renewed
Beating out irons in the the frozen foundry, as a one man state and I’m nobodies son
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Pony
03:53
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I’m just a bachelor, looking for a partner
Someone who knows how to ride without even falling off
Gotta be compatible, take me to my limits
‘Cause girl when I break you off I promise that you won’t want to get off
If you’re horny, let’s do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle is waiting
Baby, jump on it
We’re gonna get nasty baby
First we’ll show and tell, ’til I reach your pony tail
Lurk all over and through you baby until I reach your stream
You’ll be on my jockey team
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King in Flowers
03:28
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I hear they came in from the east
Black ships with cargo of disease
The corpses pile in the streets
A ring of roses at their feet
Ho ho, the seeds we sow
A gift that blossoms on skin and bone
Nurture and grow
The king in flowers cometh so
Bring out your dead ones wrapped in sheets.
Bring out your rotten and diseased
Necrotic, perfumed and sweet, he comes
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This ain't Jonestown
05:11
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I had a thought, I didn’t want to die alone
I made a family and a compound to call our home
Preached transcendence and set a date to fly, but when the day came we didn’t fucking die
Riding hard on the Devil’s back
Fallen so far that we can’t get back
Take my hand walk into the flames
Angels may call but they don’t know our names
I had a thought, we all make our own fate
Downing glasses of poisoned Kool-Aid
God her spared us so to celebrate our lives
I spent all their money and fucked all their wives
I had a thought, to force Armageddon
Fire and blood will pave our way to Heaven
Took up arms and screamed at the sky
The cops came in shooting and everyone died
I had a thought that I didn’t want to die today
It all burned as I ran away
So many have died so that I could live
It’s probably murder but God will forgive
Riding hard on the Devil’s back
Gone too far and you won’t come back
Take my place, walk into the flames
When Satan calls he know me by name
Satan he calls and he knows me by name
He knows me by name
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Mother's Ruin
03:49
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Deep, deep I draw to my lips
All cut glass and greasy fingerprints
She takes me in a warm embrace, the only time I sleep is by her grace
The chink, chink of the ice in the the glass reminds me that I’m alone
Pour me a glass of mother’s ruin
Sometimes she takes control
Maybe I make her angry, I don’t know
I’ve woken more than one time missing teeth
But I quite like it underneath
‘Cause she’s always there to soothe my head
Her voice of silk quells my impending dread
Mother, lover, friend, abuser
Breaks my heart but licks my wounds
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The Gentlemen Dogs
04:49
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An open heart spills from your breast
The nourishment needed to live
So keen of mind and sharp of wit
You can’t kill me dear, I helm the ship
We are the beautiful and the dirty ones, the gentleman dogs
This tongue of war burns it all down
But that’s not me, no
I love you still
To bear the load we must confess
No winged beasts and no regrets
I’ll be the soldier, you be the King
You be the prophet and I’ll be the queen
You be without and I’ll be within
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13. |
The Last Prayer
06:47
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Run along with your tricks and your fish
Mother told me to clean my dish
Breaking bread with prophets and sylphs
Getting down with another wretched
Cradle rocks but it’s just the wind
You said the Devil would eat my sins
I’m always first but I never win and I’m getting grim with a lower form of life
‘Cause I don’t need you
Get your light off me
Yeah I don’t need you and I’m too drunk to pray anyway
Bought the book and I got the guilt
Burning weeds keep on whispering
Fucking floods can’t drown this filth
And I’m bleeding out like a lower form of life
I repented all my sins
Confessed to everything
Motherfucker still won’t let me in and I’m getting dicked by a higher form of life
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Bleeding Antlers London, UK
Bringing you psychedelic doom shanties since 2016.
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