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Seidr
02:31
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Cloak of Stars
05:53
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Now as the bruise
Blooming in the sky
Scrapes away the bright
Singing veins
Stars come alive
Witnesses on high
Secret ways
Hidden in the light
Open now to my sight
Burn
The blooded runes
Carved into the stone
I feel their power in my bones
Earth-bound spirits watch
Clamor to be shown
Above the maggot ridden snow
Sign of watching moon
The night is her throne
I can hear her call me home
Seething, cosmic froth
Boiling in the grove
Static bearing up my soul
My cloak, the sky
Soar through the night
Reaving the unknown
Becoming god
Now I’m your god
Cattle
Suffer
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Procession of Ghouls
07:36
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See the dark spark blaze high
Star-flood
Come, run! Feed! Be
Night-blood
There is but one answer
To this unchecked cancer
March of ghouls
How your dead scream to be fed!
Horrors in the fog creep
Bent limbs, black-toothed maw
Rips warm skin
Lock your door
Quake, pray
Your gods are useless
No way you
Make it through this
March of ghouls
One night of doom
The sun
Will rise on nothing
And as that light tastes your death
Even the rats won’t eat what’s left
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Swarm
04:58
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I long to see the world in tatters
Long to crack the arc
Trapped inside my flesh
I wait to see the day this is no more
I took the nectar
Scented the coming storm
She birthed the secret
The hint of something more
I need to see them
To know what they are for
I hear the wings beat
Inside
HUNGER GNAWS
Spare me your wrong and your right
You’re all to blame
Still you can look me in the eye
And plead your case?
I stood in the goddess’s sight
Absent in faith
And listened to drones in the sky
To the music they made
I watched and I witnessed the might
Of the unnumbered waves
As they fell like a rain of scythes
To reap and to waste
I still see their feast in my mind
Their hunger, the pain
No truth but the jaws of the hive
And burning rage
I eat my skin
Reject this form
Swallowed by my hate
My flesh, their writhing gate
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Worm
05:21
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He’s creeping through your town
Some say he comes from underground
His skin is lily white
A devil’s in his eyes
Oh, you’ve said your prayers?
But the Worm does not care
In death your flesh has value
Your blood and clever get
And all those little pieces
Energy, reagents
I have no use for riches
But for to buy his time
That with his cursed blade he’ll
Carve away what is mine
Every lie is surely sacred
Every soul is bright
In my circle
I craft the end of light
From light
With his dagger
The worm brought this meaning to your hide
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Spider
04:53
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Stories of cattle-killers
Preying on the countryside
Pulled band of keen crusaders
From city-bright
Spurred on by pleasing peasants,
Promise of gold
And love of reputation
To forest old
Torchlight on gossamer walls
Dancing on polished steel
The lust for battle flagging
Slowly to nervous heel
This shadow swallows reason
The cavern gives to black
Darkness is absolute,
There is no turning back
Down where no man should dwell
Where death is dressed in silk:
The eyes are beyond counting
The sounds unspeakable
In awe the fighters, frozen
Unblinking fear
The blades of bravest biting
Into inhuman flesh
Of skittering, unrelenting
Numbers in this foul endless nest
I, Lore-Keeper
Note, as they die,
Their silken husks
As empty as their useless pride
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Awash in starlight, the brooding trees
Force of nature, demon speed
Shadow wraps my beating heart
My senses ache to feed
I am swept up by the creeping fog
Which brings their scent to me
Torchlight moves down winding path,
A host of seventeen
In silence I will stalk the pack
Tonight they’ll be a feast
Out here in the night the killers creep
The thrill of the hunt
Taking life with flashing teeth
The thrill of the hunt
All you are is living meat
Bag of blood
Dead in your bed or on your feet
The thrill of the hunt
Prone and hamstrung, one yet awaits
Bleeding and dragged, a cage holds his fate
Where prayers lie rotting at the gate
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Blackstaff Seattle, Washington
Seattle, WA-based sludge/doom.
If you know the world is shit and everyone deserves to die,
but you also kind of just want to play some D&D, we’re going to get along just fine.
Prepare to be crushed.
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