First Steps Stopped

Test vocals for a Fallen London-inspired song concerning Seeking Mr. Eaten’s Name…

I Was a Candle (Vocal Demo)

Test vocals for a Fallen London inspired song concerning Seeking Mr. Eaten’s Name…

I Was a Candle (Vocal Demo 2)

Across the Desert

Cosmogone Sunset

-Pilgrims in the Dark-
LYRICS:

Where are we going? Where have we been?
I cannot remember, our purpose, my friend.
These burdens are heavy, with each death they grow.
The Dark Sign will linger, never letting us go.
Toward the light we shall wander, every step of the way,
Losing ourselves, with each passing day.
A hollow reflection, of the men we once were.
A cursed collection, of the souls we fight for.

We are pilgrims in the dark...
With the strength of a demon, the soul of a man,
The blood of a beast, and the steel in our hand.
From the fields of the kings, to a forgotten land,
We will march through the darkness, till we fulfill fate's plan.

The journey continues, friends fall in by my side.
We're drawn toward the darkness, no more places to hide.
Stand up to this challenge, together we fight.
But as one is brought down, the next gathers his might.
It is here that I lose you, another fallen friend.
Just one more soul to fight for, one more life to avenge!
We were not the first ones, and we won't be the last,
To redeem for the future, the sins of our past.

We are pilgrims in the dark!
With the strength of a demon, the soul of a man,
The blood of a beast, and the steel in our hand.
From the fields of the kings, toward Dranglaic we go.
Uprooting the seeds, that this chaos would sow. 

Like a moth toward a fire, with wings all alight,
We have cut through this forest, We have howled to the night.
Yet our spirits are waning, this burden weighs down.
On the soul that's within us, from the souls that we've found.
These sprites can't sustain us, tiny fractals of fate.
The Dark shall reclaim us, if for too long we wait!
So We charge ahead heedless, shields cast to the side.
As we soar toward our next death, with wings spread out wide!

We are pilgrims in the Dark!
With the strength of a demon, the soul of a man,
The blood of a beast, and this steel in our hand.
From the fields of the kings, to the Abyss far below.
We will seek out the our fortune, where the shadows will grow.

The ruinous fragments, of our father of old,
Have corrupted this kingdom, left its center to fold.
One king in denial, another taken by greed.
One drowned in miasma, as his queen had decreed.
The final has fallen, from knowledge and sight,
As he fought off the Chaos, with the last of his might.
Now with all of their blessings, it's fallen to us,
To decide how we'll proceed, toward the dawn or the dusk.
We are free from the cycle, we are one with our soul,
But now we've one final mission, to decide our next goal.

We are pilgrims in the dark!
With the strength of a demon, the soul of a man,
The blood of a beast, and this steel in our hand.
From the fields of the kings, to the lands far beyond.
We will march through the darkness, till we sever this bond.

We are pilgrims in the Dark!
With the strength of a demon, the soul of a man,
The will of a king, and this steel in our hand.
From blighted and cursed lands, to Anor Londo on high.
We are one with the darkness, till the day that we die.

We are pilgrims in the dark!


The Cthultist