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Träskkungen
05:11
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we've been marching
for days on end
wading and trudging
through filth-ridden marsh
so many lost
face down in the muck
betrayers and murderers
scions of the false idol
cultists of the mud
faith abominable
the royal hand
weaves the cruelest fate
there can be no rest
under wasteland rites
cheating the soul
searching for endless life
rotting inside
confined to infernal swamp
the banners wave
for a cause forgotten
lifeblood taken
from a memory of hate
there is no honour
as the calendar counts down
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pale moonlight shines on broken stone
ancient spires in city deep
procession of the faithful marches
bringing gifts of sacrifice
Iä! Iä! Iä!
Iä! Iä! Iä!
Iä! Iä! Iä!
in the temple the sunken priestess
watching over all who seek the truth
prepare the rites and speak the sacred words
anoint thyself with blood from dagger piercing high
Iä! Iä! Iä!
Iä! Iä! Iä!
Iä! Iä! Iä!
waiting for the master to awake
from endless sleep
the mistress of the obsidian temple
his place she must keep
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3. |
No Hope in Sight
04:50
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Bong Coffin Adelaide, Australia
Standing at the altar of the Iommic, staring into space with Riffiatic ecstasy.
Heavy stuff, we hope.
Riffs, rhythms and the screaming madness from within.
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