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Aphelion
02:20
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Daybreak
06:56
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She told me things that froze my blood cold
She said the world would fall and all the light of gold
Would be tarnished in the sweep of time
And all the wolves would tear the flesh from bone
"The sun turns black
The earth is drowned in storm
The stars from heaven burst
And shine no more
Fires grow cold,
Blades go dull,
Mothers throw their children
In the maw"
But I pledged this feeble will to fight,
I reject the downfall that she prophesied
But it must be lies, it must be lies
I see the sunburst flash in the golden skies
I see the darkness flee before the break of night
I see the sun, I see it rise
It rides like rolling thunder across crimson skies
So don't tell me lies, Don't tell me lies
I see the star of morning
it crowns the highest heights
So don't tell me lies, Don't tell me lies!
The waters split
The ground is cleansed in flame
Birds of prey fly high
And hunt their game
The First Men walk again
And stake their claim
They build their towers and walls
And bestow their names
Then in tall grass
They find the golden shards
Of those who came before,
Those who played their part
Beneath the sunrise
It stands so tall
The day will dawn, the earth is blessed with rain and all
The stars of heaven shine bright Upon the plain
Blazing pyres hearth drawn Fires forever roar in flame
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3. |
Full Throttle
06:46
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Whiplash send it straight to the back
Full throttle on my iron steed
Burning rubber down this vein of tar
Across the empire burning free
Life's not one terrible lesson to be learned
By the thrill of the struggle man was meant to walk the earth
Take your chance and roll the dice
You never know what death has in store
Will you wither as a frail being?
Or embed yourself in the lore?
Be a thundering beast in a land that makes no sound
Stand tall in a world where there's no justice to be found
It's just one hell of a ride
To the other side
I've been seeing things in my dreams lately
The type of omens that could bring a lesser man back to reason
I'll tell you something now
You're gonna need more than that snuff me out
I ain't ever gonna run and hide
Full throttle 'til the other side
Destruction of the sacred ground
Lesser men now run and flee
I'll stand with sword in hand
Against the cowards that bent the knee
Hear the calls from the woodland plenty now
Divine the signs that lead to home
Beyond the North wind will you go
If every path leads to the grave
There's no use in playing your hand safe
If every wound should bleed you cold,
Then transmute into gold
Vitriol will be the death of you
Tremendous thunder falling from the sky
And burning in the heart of you
Two wheels down the burning road
Forever revving up the world tree
Freedom found in the grip of fate
And a tank of gasoline
They say that all our fates are doomed to fade
But what would all your forebears say?
Ghost the fates and carve the way
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4. |
Quantum Kshatriya
07:43
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A western hero
In an eastern land
Wrought from prophecy, blood and steel
By a divine hand
Occidental Rage
Oriental Flame
This realm will know my name
The Quantum Kshatriya
Of every time and age
The Vajra glitters gold now
Emanating glorious chimes
Magnanimous auras
Raining down upon me now
Through my mind and throughout time
Like the glint of a stone
Like the scrape of a spark
Let the energy flow
May nothing be stark
Stochastic hails of Hagalaz
Bright atomic Sig runes falling down
Subatomic runic cryptography
Encoded into great triumphs of all
Sigils carved on our DNA
Dagaz, Nauthiz, Ansuz
The first runestone was the double helix climb
I travel through all the signals of light
Quantifiable, rhythmic patterns from beyond time
To find the Grail within the cold binaural line
In that place where even old death may die
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5. |
Arc of the Arrow
08:03
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There ain't nothin’ like the thrill of the hunt
The slaking of the sharpened blade
The twilight of the enemy
Calling me to an early grave
It's curtains call
I've had my final say
For tonight
We gather the blood in our veins
And avenge the remains of our shattered lives
How could we ever turn this steed around
And find the path of glory?
It's in those first few steps
That we find our rightful story
This life was never said to be easy
So slake your blade
Bind your wounds in the night
Every night after night until the night is over
When the folly of grief comes crashing down
We find our highest selves
On the path thats narrow
Cuz that's just the Arc of the Arrow
Never bending the knee
Never cry out for relief
forever burning free
Obsessed with victory
The blood in my veins rides the storm tonight
and I strain
To find my rhythm as I glide
Across a hinterland that cries
And the Gods ever cheer for our climb
The strength of enchanted blood
Wallowing souls haunting the heights
The Spindles spin
A Hero’s hymn
A chance for fate to reclaim
A world so bleak
And dreary thin
Katabasis of the chosen one
and we fight on well into the night
Bright gleaming helms will glitter in the light
My life as an arrow
Shot from the bow of my kin
And I soar higher and higher by their good grace alone
To find my purpose through the aim of their gaze
And then to beautifully return to the earth
Exactly where they intended
There's a storm brewing in my blood
It's raising hell by the lotus that buds
The balance of the soul seems to compose
Shangri-La seems closed
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6. |
To the Sea
05:10
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Keepers of the exalted tongue
Bending the knee to a dark prophecy
Waning in gleam and professing a fate yet unfurled
Nothing to see but a blinded head of the snake
The strides of the Eidolon rumble and dazzle the skies
Waking the realm to a downpour of mana and light
They point the way
They send me back home to the sea
I will not rest, but ascend to the highest of peaks
Through the rushes and reeds
I see the golden Sun rising once more
Ancient winds whisper from Gods to all of their Sons
“To the sea, to the sea!”
Nations do not reside in the earth and the soil
Kingdoms are not bound to their harvests and halls
They smoulder deep in the hearts of their glorious Sons
And they guide them to the sea
Pirates and thieves, the fate of Timaeus’ sons
Forefathers of heroes and tyrants yet born
The nameless bearers of tomorrow's traditions and songs
The saltslick reavers that carry the myth on and on
They braved the storms and the serpents ire
Ignited the tinder of the western fire
Smouldering embers from a time all but lost
I'll sever the heads of the demons that wish it all gone
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7. |
The Golden Bough
08:59
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An altar, a city, a people
Engulfed in the flames
No Gods dare snuff the ire of these sons of war and rage
A beating heart syncs rhythm to blood
Swelling a symphony of gold and soul
Hammering down
Shaking the ground
This land is theirs to take
This is where Aeneas began
Brought the Golden Bough to Charon
And I crossed the river Lethe
To embrace my kin to come again
Again and again, we all rise again
Rain to a flame
The smoke rose and claimed
The unshackled traitors of all that is green
The deafening cries of the faithless fell
Before their accursed tribe was bound to hell
Corrosion in flesh
Lifeless in thrums
The iron chants
The soul reforms
Intoxicated by the fruits of valor
For beauty rests by sword and shield
There subsists within the blight, a shimmering mantra for the chosen.
And it is heard by all those who yet possess the soul gifted to them by flesh now lost.
The spell sounds out from all safehavens left in this perilous realm
And its words are as such
"We who conquer death ne’er die
Our mother earth and father sky
Though iron wanes, and brothers will fall
It's the eternal us
Against them all"
The rites of the slain
Were chanted through pain
As the living were felled in the mud and the rain
The brooding heart of noble ire
The thunderous thrum of noble sons
To die with steel while bathed in mud
This is the creed of noble blood
Ascend higher and higher
So that in your fall you may burn brighter
Brighter than any who came before
Lighter,
So that in your dream's wake
You will be reborn again
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8. |
Perihelion
05:06
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Sol Anahata
Those who seek the Grail are not bound by time and place. We have forever and always drank with great thirst from the Chalice of the Sun.
Pull back the veils with us O ye grand architects and sculptors of the future.
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