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The Wild's Dark Call
05:00
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In the blackened shade of coastal pine
Evil born of ancient time lurks
A memory of days long past
Boreal and lycan
Eternal tyrant
Of timberline
Branch cloaked bearer
Of hinterland supremacy
Glowing eyes await
Effulgent to feast
Upon any soul to trespass
Lustfully fulfilling the wild’s dark call
Eternal tyrant
Of timberline
Branch cloaked bearer
Of hinterland supremacy
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I Gaze Upon My Grave
02:54
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In honor I fall
I have stumbled here
To the place of my beginning
To return that which is owed
I gaze upon my grave
Dirt and soil
The great black mausoleum
Above
Death though known as cruel and cold
Carries no bias
I meet him in the trees
In magic, might and splendor
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Along the banks of a great river
The echoes of resounding arms fade
Death and loss washed away
As if born from the same stone
Carved unceasingly by the currents hand
Valor and victory met here today
A great battle conducted amongst
Monuments to man’s frailty
I once wept in awe of these great peaks
Sought solace at their feet
Yet as my brother’s blood
Flows ever to the sea
The mountains weep not for me
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By Bayonet and Saber
05:09
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An embattled hill
Bunkered in the fires glow
On the eve of battle
The first advance
Crashes upon the hill
Cut down as if
By the sudden sweep
Of a great scythe
An embattled hill
Bunkered in the fires glow
On the eve of battle
By bayonet and saber
The line is broke
It is in vain to extenuate the matter
Gentle men may cry peace! peace!
But there is no peace
The war has actually begun
The next gale that sweeps from the North
Will bring to our ears the crash of resounding arms
Our brethren are already in the field
Why stand we idle?
Too dearly bought a victory
Accomplishment negated by casualty
And the proclamation of rebellion
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Man's Greatest Tomb
04:53
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The great expanse
As it crushes down
There should be bewilderment
Of mind
For all that is great and eternal
Man left faltering
Mute and deaf
As nature whispers her ancient speak
Yet a bludgeoned subject
Never foregoing her majesty
Yet the knife keeps turning
The call is silent deep and long
Amongst giant green totems
Thunderous echoes
Ice cold stars
Pierce the mausoleum
Man’s greatest tomb
Is left for all to walk
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Will To Decay
02:46
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From realm displaced
To world anew
A vow was made to break
Torn from the few
The trees have all
Now been replaced
And the mountains
Now bear their face
The land that spake of promise - thusly raped
And willed to decay
Verdancy
Unflourishing
Mankind drinks from the poisoned well he made
In his endless circle of towers
Clouds of black gather in the sky of ashen grey
Over man’s hallowed grounds
Even the mountains
Bear their facade
The winds moan sadly
Through withered forests
And the rivers
Have gone still
When at last theres nothing
Nothing left to conquer
Then there shall be nothing
Nothing left at all
Blighted Earth
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By evenings end a bleeding sun
Withering branches of bygone tales
Lay rotting, seeping into ground
Old and decayed.
I buried my hope, in this dirt.
Barren and dead .
Eaten by the flame, now burning with the fire.
Hate flickering, in her eyes .
They poisoned the well.
Yet I drank deep.
Exhale, exhume, the arisen
I buried my hope, in this dirt.
Barren and dead .
Eaten by the flame, now burning with the fire.
Inverted, it points.
For it shall echo the ages
Deeper it pulls the whispers from beyond the gates
Spiraling paths a dark descent
Paths beyond the lights
Cavernous pull
Through mountains, through fog
exhale, exhumed arise.
Solitude
Eating the flame
Burn with the fire
Exhale, exhumed
Solitude reigns
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Mournful and somber fields
Amongst chiseled granite and frozen streams
I wander
In hopes to find
Everlong
A silence in which to dwell
Black is the night
As it drapes the sorrows of my mind.
Forlorn and cold
Winter’s grip
Binds my breath.
I feel it pulls deeper still
White giants tower
In their splendor I am inconsequential
Adrift, but found in winter’s embrace.
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