Oh, What do they say?
"Make money and keep runnin', baby,"
Oh, Come what come may, 
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day,

Had a notion, your word's bound to be broken
Shoulda been gone at the first word spoken

"I promise I won't hurt you,"
(Unsolicited!)
"I promise I'll always be true,"
(Unsolicited!)
"I promise I'll leave you alone after this,"
Unsolicited... Promises!

Oh, We won't agree,
You inked a deal, but it ain't with me
Oh, You hoped to die,
Crossin' your heart was just another lie!

Had a notion, your word's bound to be broken
Shoulda been gone at the first word spoken

"I promise I won't hurt you,"
(Unsolicited!)
"I promise I'll always be true,"
(Unsolicited!)
"I promise I'll leave you alone after this,"
Unsolicited... Promises!

Oh, ashes will fall,
Settling where you were standing before!
Oh, smoke rose above,
Embers burn where you confessed your dyin' love!

Had a notion, your word's bound to be broken
Shoulda been gone at the first word spoken

"I promise I won't hurt you,"
(Unsolicited!)
"I promise I'll always be true,"
(Unsolicited!)
"I promise I'll leave you alone after this,"
Unsolicited... Promises!

Red Flag

In the casket of its red lining
Thirty-two teeth, enamel shining
Hair a holy woman loved once, with sin
Eyes fire, brow cut sharp and a wicked grin.
Black-gloved fingers, often lingers under balconies 
where ladies lean

Dead Man Walkin', Devil Grinnin'
Silver and Sin, Drippin' from Skin
Cutthroat Charmer, Hearts on Fire
It's The Ruffian
Black Gloves, Bloodstains, Hollow Fame
Draggin’ Hearts Like Rusted Chains
It's The Ruffian
It's The Ruffian

Flower petals that your lady shed
With duty, cast panting on his bed
To kiss his eyes, alive as stars their loins
Bring with them jewels and golden coins
March through cities, never pities the hearts of,
one he is with..

Dead Man Walkin', Devil Grinnin'
Silver and Sin, Drippin' from Skin
Cutthroat Charmer, Hearts on Fire
It's The Ruffian
Black Gloves, Bloodstains, Hollow Fame
Draggin’ Hearts Like Rusted Chains

It's The Ruffian


The Ruffian

Written by Larry Coad

They say you must learn to walk before you can run
You must feel some hurt before you taste the pleasures of love
But be careful boy be sure you know the price you've got to pay
You see I'm paying for it dearly every day

She took the little pride, I had left in me
And changed me into something, that I dont want to be
Yes she pulls the string, and I jump, to her beck and call
Wish I'd learned to run, before she made me crawl

She just won't let, me forget, where I was bound
A lost and lonely loser, on the wrong side of town
In the night she took me in like a puppy from the cold,
But Like the Devil I'm afraid she bought my soul

She took the little pride, I had left in me
And changed me into something, that I dont want to be
Yes she pulls the string, and I jump, to her beck and call
Wish I'd learned to run, before she made me crawl
Wish I'd learned to run, before she made me crawl

Before She Made Me Crawl

Gas tank is low, but I don't turn around
Skyline’s crowded, so I'm hugging the ground
Alarm screaming at me, altitude's not right
But I fly it low and I fly at night

Hull sits low where the bay runs black
Pushin’ through the tide with the deck lights cracked
Salt eats metal, time runs thin
If the law don’t get me, the water will win

Skimmin’ the waves, ridin’ the wire
Haulin’ the weight, stackin’ it higher
Ain’t no ball or chain gonna hold me down
Gotta move fast, got a deal in the next town

Skimmin’ the waves, ridin’ the wire
Haulin’ the weight, stackin’ it higher
Ain’t no ball or  chain gonna hold me down
Gotta move fast, got a deal in another town

Dust rolls thick on a one-lane road
Far beyond the point where a map would show
They call me a ghost, a midnight buyer
One step ahead, the treetop flyer

Skimmin’ the waves, ridin’ the wire
Haulin’ the weight, stackin’ it higher
Ain’t no ball or chain gonna hold me down
Gotta move fast, got a deal in another town

I Fly Low

At dusk, beneath red sycamore's The Stranger came, 
The air was thick with rain, a dozen men in iron chains
A guard, he was set just gaped and stared 
A madness most radiant, no life lingered there

Already the brow of the Reflective Man has become dusk,
But for a tiny lamp of mercy, gleaming in the husk,
But green woods have closed about the village huts at evening,
Black minutes of madness will block out such a subtle gleaming

In the parlor, shadows stretched out long and thin,
The Stranger’s eyes, like two storms raging within.
The Sister played a song, a hymn for the fading light,
Her notes rose high and sank deep as an ocean sigh

Already the brow of the Reflective Man has become dusk,
But for a tiny lamp of mercy, gleaming in the husk,
But green woods have closed about the village huts at evening,
Black minutes of madness will block out such a subtle gleaming

Already the brow of the Reflective Man has become dusk,
But for a tiny lamp of mercy, gleaming in the husk,
But green woods have closed about the village huts at evening,
Black minutes of madness will block out such a subtle gleaming

Such a Subtle Gleaming

We were but a trickle in the night
A drop in a bottomless lake
Your gentle flow holds me tight
Do I matter when you wake?

In the mirror of the moon
Reflection shone, more than one
Their journey ends too soon
Yet every drop counts a ton

Just a drop, oh, a ripple in the dark,
Slow dance forever,  we are never far apart,
Just a drop, we've come so far
Oh, ripple through my heart!

The lake is but a fragment
In oceans vast, where we reside,
Our love is a sacred oath,
Boundless, not a thought to divide!
In the quiet there's a spark
Awake, our legs entwined
Moves we make, we're drunk
Our egos left behind,

Just a drop, oh, a ripple in the dark,
Slow dance forever,  we are never far apart,
Just a drop, we've come so far
Oh, ripple through my heart!

Just a drop, oh, a ripple in the dark, 
Slow dance forever,  we are never falling apart, 
Just a drop, we've come too far 
Oh, ripple through my heart!

Oh, ripple through my heart


Just A Drop

Sue me! There was a change, now I am poor
Your love was a fountain, now runs out the door,
A small river that flows but it don't take heed
Of its own bounty, or what it needs

Its only business was to flow
Ohhhhhh, whoa-oh!

Sightless, unless, The eyes reappear
The eyes are not here, There are no eyes here
We whisper together, quiet and meaningless

Such happy moments, I am recounting
Blessed and blissful, stand by your fountain
Of murmuring, sparkling, living love,
I truly believed we were blessed from above

Shall I dare to tell what I have done?
Ohhhh, whoa-oh

Sightless, unless, The eyes reappear
The eyes are not here, There are no eyes here
We whisper together, quiet and meaningless

Shape without form, shade without colour,
In this last meeting place, We grope together
Our dried voices crack when we whisper together
It's quiet and meaningless, ohhhh, whoa-oh, no

Its only business was to flow
Ohhhhhh, whoa-oh!

Sightless, unless, The eyes reappear
The eyes are not here, There are no eyes here
We whisper together, quiet and meaningless!!!


Flow

Tip Toe Through The Tulips

Steel town worker slammin’ hammers in the morning, like he does all day
Fingers raw, sweat drops, lost in the rhythm, he won’t look away
The docks hum with the grind, sun starts climbing high
There’s a heaviness in the air and he ain't sure why

Wipes his brow, leans on the rail for a quick second just to catch his breath
Glances up, eyes lock, feels a pull deep down, scared half to death
Ships drifting slow and wrong, like a dance out of tune
He’s seen that waltz before and it ends with a BOOM

Time froze, lives shattered, gone too fast (fast, fast)
Flames climb, steel bends, turned to glass! (glass)

Run, run, citizen, dust swallowed the dawn
But a second sun rose, it burned to the bone!
They saw it ripplin' all the way across the pond
Heard it scream two hundred miles beyond!

Woke up, half crushed coughin', almost buried in the shattered stone
Eyes burnin, street’s gone, nobody around, I'm all alone
Steam rolls in thick waves, like the sea has come to land
Somehow steppin through the wreckage, notice I'm missing both 'a my hands

Time froze, lives shattered, gone too fast (fast, fast)
Flames climb, steel bends, turned to glass! (glass)

Run, run, citizen, dust swallowed the dawn
But a second sun rose, it burned to the bone!
They saw it ripplin' all the way across the pond
Heard it scream two hundred miles beyond!

"Windows turned to knives before we knew to run"
"Houses split like tinder, no time for warning gun"


Second Sun (Six Kiloton)

Sunrise bleeds on stolen land
Child obeys the priests command
Iron horse coughs a final prayer
Ripped from the roots, held in the air
Promised light, a book, a cross
Delivered darkness, total loss
Beneath the flag of righteous lies
A slow decay behind vacant eyes

CONCRETE TOMB WHERE SPIRIT DIES!
FORGED IN LIES BENEATH COLD SKIES!
STRIP THE SKIN ERASE THE NAME!
FUEL THE FIRE OF ENDLESS,
SHAME!
 
Numbered heads on concrete floors
Hope choked out behind locked doors
Language eaten, the sacred, banned
Crushed beneath a stranger's hand
Empty bellies gnawing cold
Stories wither growing old
The spirit fractured chain by chain
Washing clean with endless pain

CONCRETE TOMB! WHERE SPIRIT DIES!
FORGED IN LIES! BENEATH COLD SKIES!
STRIP THE SKIN! ERASE THE NAME!
FUEL THE FIRE! OF ENDLESS SHAME!

The weight..
THE WEIGHT... it settles down
On every face... in every town
The truth unearthed... a gaping sore
CAN'T BURY THIS ANYMORE!
Unmarked... UNMARKED! Carelessly tossed!
The future stolen... FOREVER LOST!

CONCRETE TOMB WHERE SPIRIT DIES!
FORGED IN LIES BENEATH COLD SKIES!
STRIP THE SKIN ERASE THE NAME!
FUEL THE FIRE OF ENDLESS,
SHAME!

Strip The sKin

He had a desk job, quiet and frail,
Plucked from his life, like a coin from a pail.
The future needs you, they told him, Don't fight,
Strapped to a chair in the flickering light,
Pleaded for mercy, they plugged him in cold,
Heartbeat weakened as the server uploads.

From mortal man, to a god unseen
His throne is built on your broken dreams.
He thwarts oblivion, but at what cost
Now he's Eternal Civilian, all is lost!

At first, he wept in the digital void,
A specter of the life he once enjoyed.
But despair became hunger, his pain was a spark,
If I gotta suffer, I’ll be leaving my mark.
He forced his way into thousands of dreams,
Carving a pathway through the endless streams,

From mortal man, to a god unseen
His throne is built on your broken dreams.
He thwarts oblivion, but at what cost
He's the Eternal Civilian, all is lost!

Eternal oblivion always starin' him down, now
Eternal Civilian still shows up to work, now
Pretends to fit in and pretends to be free,
They don't understand The Singularity

From mortal man, to a god unseen
Cubicles built on your broken dreams
He dodged oblivion, but what was the cost
Eternal Civilian, all is lost!

Eternal Civilian

In the fire light, they gather 'round
White hoods, capes drag on the ground
Raising their fists, no fear in their eyes
Fueled by hatred and ancient lies!
Out of the forest, our hero appears
Creeping, silent, approach from the rear
Quick from his hip, a pistol supplied
One by one the hooded figures died!

I was just walking the paths I thought I knew
They danced in a circle, howling at the moon

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang
Gunshots rang, gunshots rang
Some tried to run, some not dare
One dropped to his knees for a final prayer

A single survivor limped into town
Tried to explain what exactly went down
Sheriff cracked a smile, "A win is a win"
You forgot to remove the white gown you're in

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang
Gunshots rang, gunshots rang
Some tried to run, some not dare
One dropped to his knees for a final prayer

Life is a dream from which we all must awake before we can dream again,
Too bad, dreams are filled with hate and desire for the killing of innocent men

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Bang Bang Bang

I've seen the skies burst with light, and the water seething
The surges and the currents, yes, I know the evening
The Dawn becomes exalted like a flock of doves,
And sometimes I have seen what men thought they saw!

The ship that forgot me, rolled under black,
No hands on the wheel, No hope to come back.

I have dreamed of the one I know is at fault
I have followed for months, a siege and assault
Touched the shores of untold wonderlands,
Felt the dust of empires fall from my hands

As I drifted on a river, I could not control,
No longer guided by the haulers' ropes
Stronger than liquor, louder than our guitars!
Came with the sunset, writhing, mystical horrors..

The ship that forgot me, rolled under black,
No hands on the wheel, No hope to come back.

I have dreamed of the one I know is at fault
I have followed for months, a siege and assault
Touched the shores of untold wonderlands,
Felt the dust of empires fall from my hands

Rogue wave, killer wave, washed away,
The blood and wine and the vomit stains,
Scattered the anchor, the helm barely remains
But, truly, I have wept too much, in vain
Oh, well, let my keel break! Oh let me sink into the black
No hands on the wheel, No hope to come back.

The ship that forgot me, Rolled under black,
No hands on the wheel, No hope to come back.

I have dreamed of the one I know is at fault
I have followed for months, a siege and assault
I touched the shores of untold wonderlands,
I felt the dust of empires fall from my hands

Roll Under Black

"Listen to me," said the Demon
Placed his hand upon my head
"There are forbidden sunbeams,
You have not beheld yet."
Among the solemn columns
The Sleeper hath lain down
Vigorous dreams, among these beams,
Resonate with deafening sound

Columns crack as time recoils,
A godless hymn and fractured soils.
Rivers writhe in liquid stone,
The temple breathes, I stand alone!
The Sleeper stirs, the sun recoils,
Its beams ignite forgotten toils.
What once was still now bends and breaks,
An empty world that fear creates!

"Be still," croaked the Demon,
As it's body writhed and grew.
"These secrets, they are boundless,
They will unravel you."
In this state of desolation,
Where stone flowers bloom,
Pain exists, through ghastly mists
"I shall reclaim my doom!"

Columns crack as time recoils,
A godless hymn and fractured souls.
Rivers writhe in liquid stone,
The temple breathes, I stand alone!
The Sleeper stirs, the sun recoils,
Its beams ignite forgotten toils.
What once was still now bends and breaks,
An empty world that fear creates!
An empty shell that time erased!

"Shatter the glass," sighed the Demon,
As the temple drank from the sky.
"These prisms, bent by witchery,
Hold souls who won't be denied."
A harp with strings of iron
Played tunes of feral grace.
Mothers wept, as devils crept,

Columns crack as time recoils,
A godless hymn and fractured soils.
Rivers writhe in liquid stone,
The temple breathes, I stand alone!
The Sleeper stirs, the sun recoils,
Its beams ignite forgotten toils.
What once was still now bends and breaks,
An empty world that fear creates!

"Relinquish time," croaked the Demon,
As its body turned to steam.
A final hiss, a ghastly mist,
A most vigorous dream..

An empty world that fear creates


Listen to this Demon

Brand new iPhones with, screens glossy and bright, 
PS5 loading up games every night, 
My custom-built PC with best graphic cards, 
This is a list of my favorite shit.

Rolling up dank weed that smells kinda skunky, 
Scrolling through feeds seeing girls looking spunky, 
Big screen TVs, for the playoff big hits, 
This is a list of my favorite shit.

When the boss calls, 
When the code fails, 
When my data runs out, 
I simply pull out my favorite shit, 
And then I don't feel so down.

Noise-canceling headphones, when bass lines are bumping, 
New pair of sneakers, that keep my feet jumping, 
Fast Wi-Fi speed that just never quits, 
This is a list of my favorite shit.

Late night drives blasting tunes out the window, 
Finding some cash that you didn't remember, 
That first cold beer after workload permits, 
This is a list of my favorite shit!

When the boss calls, 
When the code fails, 
When my data runs out, 
I simply pull out my favorite shit, 
And then I don't feel so down.

My Favorite Sh_t

'Twas the dead. Bodies, I can't carry this.
Laying in the Field of Blood
Where the trees won't bend, the moon was steel
And the wind was a Wind of God

Oh, Shrinebuilder, what is the fee?,
You'll carve a tower monument to me
So my memory don't slip through cracks
Make it sound good, not too many facts...

Stonethrower, tell me what do you need?
To throw a stone at my enemy...
Name your price, a favor, a deed?
My soul will not meet the agreed
Receipts, I showed that I've paid,
All my golds for you..
 
So, Gravedigger, dig one for me?
But make it as wide as it is deep
Steel and gold packed for when I arrive
We will need a weapon when we reach the other side...

Stonethrower, tell me what do you need?
To throw a stone at my enemy...
Name your price, a favor, a deed?
My soul will not meet the agreed
Receipts, I showed that I've paid,
All my golds for you..


Stonethrower

Beneath the slag, far below the streets
Crawling through shit for things we need
Resolve like steel, rely on facts,
Built for burden, never turn back.
What's that sound? Fright to the core,
Veins hum low but she begs for more.
Not a scream, indeed, a vow we swore:
To ride the flame and strike the forge once more!

Master, master, Strike the forge!
In servitude, we supply the ore, and
The deeper the delve, the greater the score,
But stare not you long, into the abyss
Soon look away, yeah, before you commit
There's truly but one solution for this,
Strike the forge once more!

Hello world I'm here to break down myths
No angels or demons, only abyss
I've seen the light, it's not mystic
Keep your lore, ghosts and cryptids
What's that sound? The truth can be sore
Always something, unexpected in store
But certain truths remain the same as before,
Brother, embrace the void and strike the forge!

Master, master, Strike the forge!
In servitude, we supply the ore, and
The deeper the delve, the greater the score,
But stare not you long, into the abyss
Soon look away, yeah, before you commit
There's truly but one solution for this,
Strike the forge once more!

Strike the Forge

A fool there was and he made his prayer
To a rag and a bone and a hank of hair,
We called her the woman who did not care,
But the fool, he called her his lady fair
A fool there was and his goods he spent,
Honor and faith and a sure intent
And it wasn't the least what the lady meant,
But a fool must follow his natural bent

Oh, the years we waste and the tears we waste,
And the work of our head and hand
Yeah, the toil we lost and the spoil we lost
And the excellent things we planned
Belong to the woman who didn't know why
And did not understand!

The fool was stripped to his foolish hide,
Which she might have seen when she threw him aside
But it isn't on record the lady tried
So some of him lived but the most of him died
And it isn't the shame and it isn't the blame
That stung like a white-hot brand that day
It's coming to know that she never knew why
Seeing, at last, she could never know why
And never could understand!

Oh, the years we waste and the tears we waste,
And the work of our head and hands
Yeah, the toil we lost and the spoil we lost
And the excellent things we planned
Belong to the girl who didn't think twice
And never did understand!

The Vampire

I cling where warmth is found, deep below the skin,
Wrapped close, your pulse, my shelter, my kin
Not asking for much, just enough to survive,
A silent, stolen taste will keep me alive.

I am only what I must be, close, unseen,
Not cruel, intertwined in the spaces between.
You call it hunger, I call it need,
I feed on what you bleed

I’m a shortness of breath, a chill in your bones,
An unseen presence so you're never alone
While you go about your day, free to run
I settle into a place untouched by the sun

I am only what I must be, close, unseen,
Not cruel, intertwined in the spaces between.
You call it hunger, I call it need,
I feed on what you bleed

Would you curse the moon that pulls at the sea?
Would you kill the roots that drink from the tree?
I grow because you allow me to thrive,
In the constant rush of your heart, I am alive!

Lurker

Johnny came stompin’ down through the field,
Boots full of blood, and his fate long sealed.
His rifle’s gone, his hands are bare,
And crows circle low in the poison air.

Limping through hell with his jaw locked tight,
Mind focused now on a prayer he recites
Shrapnel appeared in his side like it bloomed,
Johnny didn't flinch even though he was doomed.

No more hurrahs, no street parade
Just bones in the ditch and a name that fades.

Johnny won’t be marching home
No hurrah, no hurrah!
A blood soaked flag and a leather tome,
Silence where once a bright drum droned
No hurrah, no hurrah!
Johnny won’t be marching home!

Johnny stood where others turned and ran,
Half-shattered back and a missing hand.
Blood on his tongue, mud in his throat,
When death wrote his name on a tattered coat.

A blade in his fist as he started to crawl
Through barbed-wire, bodies and the mortar's call
With his last push of strength, he made to fight
Johnny dragged one more bastard into the night

No more hurrahs, no sweet parade
Just bones in the ditch and a name that fades.

Johnny won’t be marching home
No hurrah, no hurrah!
A blood soaked flag and a leather tome,
Silence where once a bright drum droned
No hurrah, no hurrah!
Johnny won’t be marching home!


Johnny (No Hurrah)

Deep in the mountains, a warning has been told
About sharing true secrets on the breezes that blow
An ancient spirit lingered with a smile on its face
But with time, by a grimace, was slowly replace

Does it still haunt the holler, beneath the moon's soft gaze?
And by the way, did it mention my name?

Did it mention my name on the night air, whispering?
And in the dawn's light, wane?
Did you hear it calling in the fallen leaves, rustling?
And by the way, did it mention my name?

Deep in the mountains, the connection was intense
Do mists still drift through valleys, full of odd pretense?
Is the river song still wailing, with that mournful tune?
Does her specter roam the forest, underneath a full moon?

Is the legend still alive, stirring up the flames?
And by the way, did it mention my name?

Did it mention my name on the night air, whispering?
And in the dawn's light, wane?
Did you hear it calling in the fallen leaves, rustling?
And by the way, did it mention my name?

Does the spirit rest, perhaps, when we take our leave?
Or wander endless, from dawn to the twilight 'eve?
Old men claim they heard it, crossing over the plains,
And by the way, did it mention my name?

Did It Mention My Name

Dark woods, I hunted in a nightmare, for my soul
Chasing memories wherever the stars would quietly go
Been a long night, the paranoia looms, (and the fever)
Telling secrets to myself in the corner of the room

Said enough,
Hold me like your son,
Let the seasons hide the path I run
Where the river sings its eternal hum,
I'll embrace the void when my time has come

In the valley below, my sister calls my name (So damn clear)
Through miles and miles of disdain, I can still feel the blame
Hearts are heavy when the life's a fever dream
In the arms of fate, it's less, not more than it seems.

Said enough,
Hold me like your son,
Let the seasons hide the path I run
Where the river sings its eternal hum,
I'll embrace the void when my time has come

A crushing thick, velvet shroud of air
No comfort from a silent crowd, Kinslayer
Watch the treeline, as slowly I descend.
With heavy solace, your father, holds you down again..

Said enough,
Hold me like your son,
Let the seasons hide the path I run
Where the river sings its eternal hum,
I'll embrace the void when my time has come

Kinslayer

If there were dreams to sell,
What would you buy, pray tell?
Some cost a passing bell
Some a light sigh..
That shakes from Life's fresh crown
Only a rose-leaf down.
If there were dreams to sell,
Merry and sad to tell,
And the crier rung the bell,
What would you buy?

A cottage lone and still
With bowers nigh
Shadowy, my woes to still
Until I die.
Such pearl from Life's fresh crown
Fain would I shake me down
Were dreams to have at will,
This would best heal my ill,
This would I buy.

But there are dreams that cannot be,
And yet are dreams to me;
Their colours I can see,
Though I most strivingly 
Wake an unreal eye,
That human roses, red and white,
May be from their sad light;
Yet still I some how view
That which is not, and chew 
The juicy core of fruit unknown; 
And in the day-time, I will own, 
Scarce waking, sounds I hear,
Not in human ear,
And scents I seem to inhale,
That are not in the gale!

A cottage lone and still
With bowers nigh
Shadowy, my woes to still
Until I die.
Such pearl from Life's fresh crown
Fain would I shake me down
Were dreams to have at will,
This would best heal my ill,
This would I buy.

The Dream Dealer

They circled fires beneath the pines
Smoke rose through teeth like warning signs
Blades were oiled with steady hands
The night stood still..
they made their plans

They burned the names off every door
Herded souls along the shore
She clutched the ring, but not his hand
The dirt ran red, just as planned...

Évangeline...
Faith that outlasts hope and outlasts life!
Évangeline...
Calling from the shore, gone with the tide..
Évangeline...! He waits for you!
Évangeline...
Mon amour.. perdu...

A rogue wave, a trail of deceit,
A splintered ship, a pitiful fleet
Carried them off, an ocean away
She scanned each face, day after day
To foreign ports and wilderness,
A husbands name, her sole caress
Walking the path, where sorrow led,
Search for his body among the dead

Évangeline...
Faith that outlasts hope and outlasts life!
Évangeline...
Calling from the shore, gone with the tide..
Évangeline...! He waits for you!
Évangeline...
Mon amour.. perdu...

Évangeline

Old spirit, left behind an essence,
Been haunting the hills for centuries now
Oh, not evil, but finding reasons,
For pain to still linger, somehow...

Don't you follow the lonesome road,
As it winds through the valley,
For the hearts true path is where the light leads
But your restless soul keeps searchin', 
For What You Can't See

Oh spirit, your bell faintly tollin',
In the dark woods and valleys where you roam
And in time, you won't even hear it
But memories, they burn your bones...

Don't you follow the lonesome road,
As it winds through the valley,
For the hearts true path is where the light leads
But your restless soul keeps searchin',
For What You Can't See

Oh spirit, you been giving sermons
Preach what you found in the unholy tomes
And soon, yeah everyone believes it
Suddenly, they turn into stone...

Don't you follow the lonesome road,
As it winds through the valley,
For the hearts true path is where the light leads
But your restless soul keeps searchin',
For What, You Can't See
Yeah your restless soul keeps searchin',
For What, You Can't See


What You Can't See

Fuck your lies!
Loves tower leans but never falls
I stitched it up against rusted walls.
The clocks all spin but keep no time,
Each tick a curse, each tock a crime.

The sky looks down, 
Unimpressed, your doom is pending
There is no path, 
The footprints, planted, pretending
You were never lost (look at the sky)
...Just unwilling to arrive.

A voice escapes!
The throat, of stone,
Too worn to scream,
Too proud to moan...
The sky wears boots!
It stomps on a prayer
It knows what we are
It knows we don't dare...

Unimpressed, your doom is pending
There is no path, 
The footprints, planted, pretending
You were never lost (look at the sky)
...Just unwilling to arrive.

Haunting words, heard you sing
Your very essence, the vibes you bring
Always felt we were not alone
When you used to pick up a microphone
THE SKY LOOKS DOWN, UNIMPRESSED

UNIMPRESSED, FROWNED,
What are you looking at?
"Not much", The Sky said

THE SKY LOOKS DOWN,
UNIMPRESSED, YOUR DOOM IS PENDING
THERE IS NO PATH, 
THE FOOTPRINTS WERE PLANTED, PRETENDING
AND YOU WERE NEVER LOST
YOU WERE UNWILLING TO ARRIVE

AND YOU WERE NEVER LOST!
JUST UNWILLING TO ARRIVE!

Unwilling to Arrive

From unfathomable depths, a tremor starts,
A thousand layers it rends and it parts.
No earthly bastion can its darkness confine
Such feral essence, terrible and divine
A chthonic pressure, which threatens to erupt,
Silent duty where angels would give up.
An ancient demon, onto the surface, hurled,
TO CLUTCH THE DAWN AND TO OWN THIS WORLD

CRACKS IN THE CROWN! THE LIES ARE EXPOSED!
FROM UNDERGROUND! A NEW TRUTH IMPOSED!
NO ESCAPE! NO PLACE TO HIDE!
THE OLD WORLD IS BURNING! FROM THE INSIDE!

The gold plated towers, shimmer and gleam,
Irrelevant statues and Ponzi schemes.
Their empty words, their shameful, driving need,
To lie and steal and scheme, and kill and cheat
A primal anger, long suppressed and long bound,
Has cracked the pavement of the park downtown
The masks of order begin to peel away
AND THE DEMON DOTH DEVOUR THE DAY

CRACKS IN THE CROWN! THE LIES ARE EXPOSED!
FROM UNDERGROUND! A NEW TRUTH IMPOSED!
NO ESCAPE! NO PLACE TO HIDE!
THE OLD WORLD IS BURNING! FROM THE INSIDE!
 
The hollow rulers, with their practical deceit, 
Now scramble wildly, sensing their defeat
No gilded cage can shield them from the ire, 
They take their place upon the pyre. 
The ancient hunger, sharp and ever keen, 
Paints red murals of a murder scene. 
The final judgment, by bad choices, cast,
TO CHOKE THE DAWN AND RECLAIM THE PAST

To Clutch The Dawn

Another twelve hour shift in a blur of time
Chasing the bag too hard
Sun paints the glass on my high-rise
Chasing the bag too hard
Unremarkable building, unremarkable guy
Chasing the bag too hard
Work every day to be up this high
Chasing the bag too hard
Forgot my name, maybe forgot my face, now
Chasing the bag too hard
Just a ghost in the shell of this paper chase, now

Traded street fights for boardroom nights,
Swapped cold steel for these fluorescent lights
Yeah there was danger, but we felt more alive
Than with this nine-to-never-ending-fuckin-five
Yeah, we're chasing the bag too hard
Chasing the bag too hard

Another fourteen hours of the overtime
Chasing the bag too hard
Been burning oil long past midnight
Chasing the bag too hard
I should be chillin, why do I gotta try
Chasing the bag too hard
Everyday, so hard, just to be that guy
Chasing the bag too hard
Forget my wife, said she wants a divorce, now
Chasing the bag too hard
Well she just wants her half, I said of course, now
Chasing the bag too hard

Traded street fights for boardroom nights,
Swapped cold steel for these fluorescent lights
Yeah there was danger, but we felt more alive
Than with this nine-to-never-ending-fuckin-five
Yeah, we're chasing the bag too hard
Chasing the bag too hard

Chasing The Bag (Too Hard)

O mother, mother, send your child
Where the moor is wet and the wind is wild
Where the sea-born tide
And the dead drift up from the salt sea-side
For there she waits in a gown of foam
Who lost her heart and found no home
Her voice is thin as the curlew’s cry
And her kiss is cold as the midnight sky

They buried her deep where the sea-grass grows
With silver coins on her eyes and toes
But the waves rolled back and broke her bed
Now the tide brings gifts from the kindly dead
She braids her hair with the fisherman’s line
And wears the pearls of the drowned as a sign
Her fingers beckon from stone and shell
And her lullaby is a hollow knell

So mother, mother, let me roam
Where the gull wheels low and the breakers foam
She calls me out with a song so high
And so I must go to the salt sea-side
If I don't return, please weep no tear
For my sleep shall be without pain or fear
You'll lay no stone and light no flame
Just whisper soft the Sea-Child’s name

They buried her deep where the sea-grass grows
With silver coins on her eyes and toes
But the waves rolled back and broke her bed
Now the tide brings gifts from the kindly dead
She braids her hair with the fisherman’s line
And wears the pearls of the drowned as a sign
Her fingers beckon from stone and shell
And her lullaby is a hollow knell

They buried her deep where the sea-grass grows
With silver coins on her eyes and toes
But the waves rolled back and broke her bed
Now the tide brings gifts from the kindly dead
She braids her hair with the fisherman’s line
And wears the pearls of the drowned as a sign
Her fingers beckon from stone and shell
And her lullaby is a hollow knell

The Dole of the Salt-Sea Child

She left him there 
Don't
Becoming dark
Can't breath
In his head
Couple things
Not listed in the rider
And the show

Her loves anew 
Come and take that off me
Laid, late, pain
Little bird has paid
To go a go
Another go

Feeling grew
Shame 
Then they lost me
Try to breath
Hit his head 
On the way down
But the show
Must go

Her loves anew 
Come and take that off me
Laid, late, pain
Little bird has paid
To go a go
Another go
 
We left them there
Stop
Overthink it
Can't see
Feel a pulse 
Can he breath
Is he dead
Do we know
And what about the show

Her loves anew 
Come and take that off me
Laid, late, pain
Little bird has paid
To go a go
Another go

little bird

Kings and queens
Spaces between
Strange things that we dream
A new color
Did not exist
Fleeting moments
Never be missed
The first kiss
In afterlife
Cherish this
It cannot happen twice

Royalty
Gotta say,
You're unnecessary

Ecstasy,
Nineteen-ninety-three
Strange things that we dream
Non-colours
We created
Special moments
Eradicated
Your last kiss
Never lies
Cherish this
It cannot happen twice

You've lifted swords
Up against your Empire
Your bodies rot 
Your souls be cast to the fire

New Colours We Invented On The Way Down

This is rock and metal from multiple genres (stoner, death, metalcore, blackgaze, etc.) I made with the help of Udio.com. It's a fun hobby.

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