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Rise
02:54
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When the fire's light rises past beckon-twisted limbs
A chorus of voices rings out malefic hymns
They call forth from the shadows
Smoke pluming to the sky
Of red setting horizon
From ashes soon will rise
When secrets whisper darkness
No longer fear the light
And stillness ceases further
Gives way to motion, rise
A gathering takes presence, beyond a backwood edge
And as the flames grow higher,
From ashes soon will rise
WILL RISE!!!
When the seasons change upon us
The dark half of the year
Ancestral offerings present as a savage chorus cheers
They meet past the third hour
They dance the rhythm's light
Effulgent flames incinerate
And ashes soon will rise
When madness is the guidance
'twixt ember and the flames
Nocturnal beasts rejoicing for the spells which they acclaim
Dark figures movements reflect bright infernos in their eyes
And as the heat grows higher
From ashes soon will rise
WILL RISE!!!
When
The
Veil grows thinnest 'tween the present and the past
The spirits awaken from their respite at long last
To dance to incantations
To praise upon the night
To rise up in the darkness
As death and life unite
When rules no longer govern
The spirit and the flesh
When windswept lands grow dark and cold, our forces will en masse
To welcome all four corners
On this, our Samhain night
And as the flames grow higher
Our ashes will soon rise
WILL RISE!!!
!!!!
WE
WILL
RISE
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2. |
Lucky Number 13
02:17
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Dead men will tell tale if you just read between the line
Your ghastly sallow smile strung up six miles high
Bony nape is cradled by a necktie made of rope
Far above dark waters, a reminder of lost hope
And!
As the sunlight fades
Dulled to ashen gray
A chill sets upon itself beyond sinister waves
And!
As they break the crag
Mist spray at your toes
Staring down at digits lacking flesh just solid bone
And!
Crashing 'gainst the stones
Waves are growing blacker
But do you notice, friend, that at darkest is when
They GO!!
Dead men will tell tale if you just read between the line
Your faded specter smile strung up six miles high
Lilting in the breeze, you laugh as ships go passing by
Notice so somber, time comes and goes like tides
And!
As your bones they sway
Swelling of the waves
Darkness furls upon itself before they come to break
And!
At the ocean's beck
They rise and then they fall
Like legend tell before us, some succumb to siren's call
And!
Crashing 'gainst the stones
Waves are growing blacker
But do you notice, friend, that at darkest is when
They GO!!!
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3. |
The Werewolf Song
02:20
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Dusk takes hold, a blood moon high
A pain inside
A burn inside
In your veins, a want so nigh
For the Wolf does prowl tonight
You're chaste by day
Beast by night
You can't evade
Dancing in the full moon's light
You let out a cry
For the Wolf does prow tonight
There's no escape
Cursed to always live this way
Haunt the forest
The moors
And the crypts, with the blood moon high
!!!!
Running, pumping through the night
You're racing, coursing, wild-eyed
Frightful shadows, we invite
For the Wolf does prowl tonight
Virtue, prayer no longer help
You beast of evil, hound of hell
No reprieve from saints on high
For tonight, the Wolf does guide
This night demons howl delight
In your veins a want so nigh
Man
Woman
Babe, alike
Wolf prowls tonight...
WOLF PROWLS TONIGHT!!
Dusk takes hold, a blood moon high
A pain inside
A burn inside
In your veins a want so nigh,
For the Wolf does prowl tonight
Demons laugh, don't understand
Is next day, blood on your hands
Laughter shrill, burning eyes
For tonight, the Wolf will rise
Nothing's ever black or white!
In your veins a chill afright
Man
Woman
Babe, alike
Wolf prowls tonight...
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Your mother never told you never go out at night
Your father always was the one to put out the light
When your breath comes out all clouded
Something's lurkin' behind
And when you look over your shoulder
There ain't no one in sight
Voices scratch around inside
The back of your head
And they chase you in your sleep
For your words left unsaid
Your dress is left in tatters
Knuckles dotted with blood
And when they ask you how it happened
Just remind them:
You never wrapped 'em
Not even when you practiced
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Ghost Stories Oakland, California
Ghost Stories:
Emelyn - Vocals/Lyrics
Sean - Bass
Jess Aaron - Guitar
Morgan - Piano/Organ
Blaine - Drums
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