1. |
In The Night
05:10
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Out in the darkness
warriors hold the line
If we fall, it's Valenhall
or the snows of Jotunheim
In the night
ooooh in the night
Trolls stalk the mountains
Corpses haunt the moors.
crows fly as Odin's eye
And Grendel's at the door.
In the night
ooooh
One eye open
spirit wakens
spell is broken
life is taken
(x3)
CHORUS:
In the night
the dragon comes
and terror rides behind.
And the Midnight Lords
will sound their horns
at the dying of the light.
In the night
the dead will rise
and raise their arms again.
And the goblin hordes,
with bloodied swords,
will raze the lands of men...
in the night!
Bear-skin berserkers
Gnawing at the shields
Pict foes are blue with woad
but blood will be revealed
In the night
ooooh in the night
Rome comes to conquer
Northmen come to fight
but in the dark the sacred spark
shall set our hearts alight
In the night
ooooh
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2. |
All Ye Saints
02:08
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Come all ye saints attend to me
My story is a sad one
And these times are not a friend to me
As days go by
Caught up in the dichotomy
Of how it is and ought to be
A circumstance that's thought to be
Cognition gone awry
Can't stand it
Down and out.
Unplanned and
Drowning out.
Now free yourself from silence
Take asylum in the senses
And cast away those senseless fetters
Burdening the mind
Broken out of reverie
A wounded soul is lifted
By rhythm and a melody
And sound so fine
Chorus
Hang on
the ground is coming
we won't tell a soul
Hang on
the ground is coming up
don't tell a soul
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3. |
Volcano Sacrifice
03:46
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Farewell my friend. You have been chosen for today
Don’t want to do this but there is no other way
Our way of life is sustained by this ritual
We made a bargain with the gods in times of old.
Sharpen sacred blade (you know)
We will make this trade (you sow your)
of violence
Bargains made of old (of old)
Gods are paid to hold (to hold their)
their silence
Led to the altar, see the dullness in your eyes
The priests have drugged you so you’re not afraid to die
I say the words above you, written long ago
The blade sinks into flesh, extinguishing it all
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4. |
I Could Tell
05:56
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I could tell
when your eyes lost that fever,
and her as well,
though you tried to deceive her
even though she read you
like you always wished she would.
But it's too late
and does no one any good.
CHORUS
We all live alone
in the comfort of our sins
But we'll still sing along
if we think you're listening.
We all feel ashamed
segregated by our skins.
But we'll still sing along
if we think you're listening.
And I could tell
that your eyes aren't quite open.
But you can smell
the wounds that she left open
in the hopes that you could
somehow help her heal.
But it's too late,
and there's nothing left to feel.
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I think there's something out there now
but does anybody know [[repeat]]
(ahhhs)
CHORUS/BRIDGE COMBO
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Brides of the Lizard God Seattle, Washington
The Brides of the Lizard God formed in 2013 as a refuge for former members of Seattle bands Shadow at Morning, The Popular
Monsters, and Incogneato. With influences ranging from lo-fi to metalcore, they united under a single guiding principle: that no idea is too cheesy or ridiculous, provided it is also awesome.
The Brides:
James Sutter
Patrick Tewson
Andy Kreek
Eric Baker
Former:
Tim Wellman
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