Raksha - Taken from the E.P Beacon

Written by Tommy Snowden
Lyrics by Bean Mckinlay  

Raksha -

This is the law of the forest and its as old and as real as the sky 
and the wolf that will keep it will prosper
and the wolf that disregards it will die.
and if a creeping vine can consume one of these forest leviathans 
from this there can be no way back
that’s why the strength of the pack is the wolf 
and the strength of the wolf is the pack.
these woods are now your home 
and I can not let you leave here 
once you're in you're in (blood in blood out) 
this is the creed of the trees to be obeyed by all beneath 
follow your roots they will guide you 
and if you carve your own path 
then it wont long until 
there is nowhere left to hide you.
stand with us don't ever falter 
there is fortitude in numbers 
all for one and one for the pack's strength you wont run alone.
this forest breathes this forest sees all the dwells beneath the canopy and it won't
fester and seethe these monuments will stand fast they will remain as trees.
just as the trees drop their leaves you will be forgotten
and if a creeping vine can consume one of these forest leviathans,
from this there can be no way back
that’s why the strength of the pack is the wolf 
and the strength of the wolf is the pack.

ARCHETYPE - RAKSHA

Traitors Gate - Taken from the E.P Beacon

Written by Tommy Snowden
Lyrics by Bean Mckinlay

Traitors gate-

Even if you swear to change 
you're still on the pyre 
with all of the other traitors 
who's names will be cursed if they're mentioned. 
never look down 
all you'll see is the faces of all those you've scorned 
oh they have come to mock you they've come mock you.
the ravens take flight and they circle they will reveal you for the 
empty waste of skin 
and all of your loved ones around you 
they will watch you watch you burn
even if you swear to change you’re still on the pyre 
with all of the other traitors who’s names will be cursed if they’re mentioned. 
never look down 
all you’ll see is the faces of those you have scorned 
oh they have come to mock you they’ve come mock you. 
if you stand your ground you’re not walking away 
when the gavel falls all you can do is pray 
this was the life you chose you chose the fight the cause 
this was the life you chose you chose to lead the hoard, 
they’ll clap you they’ll clap you in irons 
through traitors gate you’ll sail through traitors gate you’ll sail.
its only treason if you get caught and the wrong monarch is the one that stands in court.
if you stand your ground you’re not walking away 
when the gavel falls all you can do is pray 
this was the life you chose you chose the fight the cause
this was the life you chose you chose to lead
these walls weren’t made for breaching they were designed for damned 
men and for the keeping of the ornaments that 
keep our royals regal you must understand 
these walls are simply evil.


ARCHETYPE - TRAITORS GATE

Complete - Taken from the E.P Beacon

Written by Tommy Snowden
Lyrics by Bean Mckinlay

Complete -

I can see behind your eyes your arms are outstretched wide
I can see you struggle as you fight against the tide 
of all these, of all these vagrant lovers that wish to lead you on 
that wish to ground you 
you’re everything they want. 
taking what they want never quench the thirst 
another chance for someone to be the first person to 
make you feel whole 
I cannot help you it takes more than one pair of boots to surround you
I cant put my trust in you to try and help yourself
I wont be another fucking necessity you 
I will not be you you 
I will not be another fucking necessity you I will not be
you you I will not be. 
and as you fall apart guess who’ll be there to pick up the pieces
even though you detest to say it 
you know im always there 
your oldest friend and your very own long suffering ally
what would you do with out me
how about if I made you do this shit on your own. 
what if I made you do this what if I made you do this. 
taking what they want never quench the thirst 
another chance for someone to be 
the first person to make you feel whole 
why cant you have some respect for yourself please stop degrading yourself 
have some respect for yourself 
I wont be your safety net ill always try to catch you 
but you will fall through my grasp and your enemy 
isn’t those on the outside that reflection it betrays you 
that face that isn’t your own
I wont be I wont be your fucking safety net ill always try to catch you 
but you will fall through my grasp 
I cannot help you it takes more than one pair of boots to surround you 
I cant put my trust in you to try and help your(self)


ARCHETYPE - COMPLETE

Predator - Taken from the E.P Beacon

Written by Tommy Snowden
Lyrics by Bean Mckinlay

Predator -

So this is the year of the serpent 
another year for liars how aptly it has been named 
when your enemy's face is illuminated in the embers of your home 
don’t trust something you can't see 
only trust something that bleeds
if a wound make would weep 
then you know that the beast can be slaughtered
avert your eyes but don’t turn your back
on a creature that you cant kill 
open up your eyes my brother open up your mind
even as the water rises just hold on to what you find
these sharks are circling the fleet 
they are lurking in the deep
ignore the poison, ignore the poison 
find yourself in a pit with the vipers
careful of your footing, beware their fangs 
when your enemies face is illuminated and its recognized as your own 
don’t trust something you can't see only trust something that bleeds
if a wound make would weep then you know that the beast can be slaughtered
avert your eyes but don’t turn your back, on a creature that you cant kill 
avert your eyes but don’t turn your back, on a creature that you cant kill 
when your enemy's face is illuminated in the embers of your home 
when your enemies face is illuminated and it's recognized as your own
when your enemy's face is illuminated in the embers of your home
when your enemies face is illuminated and it's recognized as your own. 


ARCHETYPE - PREDATOR

SNAKE OIL - Taken from the E.P Beacon

Written by Tommy Snowden
Lyrics by Bean Mckinlay

Snake oil - 

Another city another crowd for us to play for 
another day where out feet barely touch the ground 
this gypsy lifestyle travelling salesmen 
roll in roll out and we will still leave them wanting. 
the problem with living the dream is that you don’t 
know if you’re awake or asleep, 
you see the problem with living the dream 
is that you cannot say with all your certainty 
if you will wake up and it will still be real or dreamt.
ive never met you before tonight 
but I will say one thing 
this feels like home 
this feels like our home 
we've been driving for thousands of miles 
across these tarmac scars
they say that home is where your heart is
I say its where we set up the gear
they say that home is where your heart is
I say its where we park the van. 
this feels like home this feels like
the problem with living the dream is that you don’t 
know if you’re awake or asleep 
you see the problem with living the dream is that you cannot say with all
your certainty if you will wake up and it will still be real or dreamt.
another city another crowd for us to play
for another day where out feet barely touch the ground
this gypsy lifestyle travelling salesmen
roll in roll out and we will still leave them wanting


ARCHETYPE - SNAKE OIL

PARASITES - Taken from the E.P Beacon

Written by Tommy Snowden
Lyrics by Bean Mckinlay

Parasites - 

They’ll hang on your words with both hands and their teeth
crawling and clawing for a cause to believe in, 
March: left, right left. 
Following blind every word that you say, 
these parasites have got the piper to pay 
they’re all the same 
they’re all the same. 
Worshiping you on their hands and their knees
these cowards can’t see the wood for the trees 
March: left right left right left and right left right, 
they’ll hang on your words with both hands and their teeth 
crawling and clawing for a cause to believe.
Does this sound unfamiliar 
somebody speaking the truth? 
Tell me, is this uncomfortable for you 
will these words cause you offence?  
Even though you’re on a well beaten trail 
your best laid plans are always destined to fail 
don’t think that you’re on the right path 
if you walk in footprints you don’t leave any tracks
How does it feel? 
Another head in a herd this isn’t real 
this sense of belonging  
the most tragic thing 
the thorn thats in your side,
no words to sing your wasted potential 
its a farce, its a weight to keep you down 
they’re all the same they’re all the same. 
Worshiping you on their hands and their knees
the cowards can’t see the wood for the trees 
they’ll fight and they’ll lie and they’ll cheat just to get to the 
top of pile that is never too steep 
rally to our cries its no secret to keep 
when you’re hunting for rats no burrow is to deep
your fur's not dry, these vermin will abandon ship you'll find.
Even though you’re on a well beaten trail
your best laid plans are always destined to fail
don’t think that you’re on the right path
if you walk in footprints you don’t leave any tracks

ARCHETYPE - PARASITES

BEACON - Taken from the E.P Beacon

Written by Tommy Snowden
Lyrics by Bean Mckinlay

Beacon - 

I know how it is feeling 
you’ll never be sure of yourself of even what’s real 
the cause of this plight remains to be seen 
all you do is turn your back and go
you are not alone 
although the road you travel is so dark 
you must see that the secret to your enlightenment is 
all fires must be nurtured from a spark
you shouldn’t be alarmed by what 
lurks inside the confides of your mind
cos inside every web there’s a tapestry
left for you to unwind 
you are not lost you just haven’t been found and every 
seed from every tree it must be cherished in the ground 
you are not lost you just remain to be seen 
I know your mind is not your friend 
your head is bursting at the seams. 
i don’t want to be the bearer of this bad news
I would really hate to scare you with this 
constant fucking thinking 
that you will not be anything but yourself
you are not alone 
follow the beacon 
you are not alone, 
despite all your worries it must be it must 
and it must be realized that you are not alone
although the road you travel is so dark 
you must see that the secret to your enlightenment is 
all fires must be nurtured from a spark  
you are not lost you just haven’t been found
and every seed from every tree it must be cherished in the ground
you are not lost you just remain to be seen 
I know your mind is not your friend your head is bursting at the seams
you’re not lost you just haven’t been found 
although you walk in the desert 
at least its solid ground.


ARCHETYPE - BEACON

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