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Auspicious Atavism

by Sol Anahata

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The Atavist 02:22
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Imperium 07:36
Iron Plate, Piercing eyes Heavy sword and shield at side Fang marks, chips, and chains broken and torn The only trappings known to he Are the strikes of those he fought The forest burns, the trees alight The mountains shatter and the sky crumbles As the darkness grips with might Stalwart and composed, Bloodcaked and opposed To the deep and dark demonic fright That threw him into the endless blight I am the King I am the Hero Light My lonlaith burns For the blood of demon kind I feel the angel's wings Guide me through the forest of swords And the reign of eternal war I move to take my prize A deep breath that claims the air I smell the burning leaves of blight See the roaring fire flare The forest burns so bright now On the horizon smouldering tall Glowing bright like the reaper's lantern Swinging forth to claim them all The village torn asunder Children flee as the homeland falls There seems no sign of the Hero rider Children flee as the homeland falls Like a flash of light Like a Thunderbolt from the stars He cracks down upon the darkness He raises sword and steers his steed Deep into the heart of the fiery keep Where he will drink the blood of Gods And bask in the glory of Aeons long gone I am the King I am the Hero Light My lonlaith burns For the blood of demon kind I feel the angel's wings Guide me through the forest of swords And the reign of eternal war
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Three angels guide the way Beyond the hills to a roaring fate Proud stallion gleaming white And a blood red cloak of crimson fire There goes the Fool He is bound unto his fate He's travelled to far for oh so long Betwixt thy heart and thy steel His journey churns like a burning wheel Beware the night! Can you see that stalking knave? That wretched Vagabond? He holds his lantern tall To trip the old fool and watch him fall He chimes many to his beck and call Abandon hope and follow nose Through deepest dungeons and accursed knolls The fool searches for the sacred keep But could never tell you what it is he seeks Bedivere, Lancelot, Percival All failed For where is the king now? Is he lost to time? Or does he simply sleep? Bring me home Bring me there Take me to the Fisher King And a maiden fair But still the angels guide the way Beyond the hills to a roaring fate The stallion gleaming white and a blood red cloak of crimson fire Emerald hills and mountains tall Deepest dungeon and accursed knolls Bound to fate and born to reign The King awaits his tomb of flame
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Gather 'round I'll tell you What the blacksmith said to me He took me in when I was small Raised me strong and by the sword I slung a hammer 'til the age of fourteen winters old 'Twas then he granted me a sword to one day wield and to behold I practiced day and night Slaying monsters of the greatest evil heights Conjured up by the mind of a boy who would be King Oh Blacksmith Teach me of your ancient ways Gift to me the secret of the burning steel Teach me how to wield the weapon of the shining stars Hone for me the ancient cleaver of the Gods Strength through steel You'll have to kill me cuz I'll never kneel 'Twas a cold dark winter night And the frost was biting deep And I smelled that forge's fire Heard the anvil ring from just outside the old and slumbering keep And the storm blew long And the storm blew tall and loud A torrent of eternal white Blistering fierce as it howled into the night Many weapons come and go Cutting men down, cleaving deep and to the bone Stack 'em high, smelt 'em down, for they mean naught He'll never trade you for the blacksmith has his own Strength through steel
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O unconquerable Sun Thou who hast atomised in me The judiciousness of a Caesar The potency of a Spear By my sword, by my manhood By the haze of thy mysteries That which cannot be seen Shall be cast into Light
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Son of Fate 07:28
Galloping down the broken winding dim lit frozen road My fire burning Ever on the journey We crushed the foes of yesterday but Many more still pave the way To the shining path of bloody and glory Never Doubt! Never Fail! Find the Light! Find the Path! Find the Call! Never feign You were born to reign Heal the stream of crystal fate Go beyond Beyond the pale white timber line Came the Hero to where darkest shadows lie Felt the wrath of the blackest demons there Smote their ruin, tore the night from the mare He is the one The shining brightest Chosen Son Eternal Apollonian light Blinding the crimson sky Forever we ride Through woe and pain Death to all that guard the way I'll cut you down Hear my steel claim your blood Rain it down See it course like severed veins in the frozen snow A crimson river rushing forth let flow Let it flow Felt the wrath of the blackest demons there Smote their ruin, tore the night from the mare He is the one The shining brightest Chosen Son An ancient power famed - a serpent guarded gate A flame of deceiving light Whispers from the weeping wood The riddle lies within the coals Fate! Fate! Fate! O whirling Fate! Like a snow storm blinding me Fate! Fate! Fate! O fickle Fate! Down! Down! Down! I fall and break! Still galloping down the broken winding dim lit frozen road My fire still burning Ever on the journey We crushed the foes of yesterday but Many more still pave the way To the shining path of bloody and glory Never Doubt! Never Fail! Find the Light! Find the Path! Find the Call! Beyond the pale white timber line Came the Hero to where darkest shadows lie Felt the wrath of the blackest demons there Smote their ruin, tore the night from the mare He is the one The shining brightest Chosen Son
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Forefathers 07:24
Sweat travels down the valley of my furrowed brow So many lost to the creeping darkness Cut deep through the fallen's blood and bone To the hillside we rallied at dawn Slouched low now where I once stood tall Yet the quest remains the same through it all I travel down the paths that lead me home I smell the leaves as they turn from green to gold I remember this land well I know those trees like my forefathers I feel the stream coursing through my veins Have I finally slipped away? Or was this the path I was meant to take? Do I see the echoes of a distant time, For reason or for fleeing rhyme? I know those tree like my forefathers I feel the stream coursing through my veins Hear the songs that no other hear Walk the paths that all of your peers will fear Wield the torch of a thousand fleeting times Be the Sigurd to this age of human kind I know those trees like my forefathers I feel the stream coursing through my veins
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From the shadows I rose from demon-kind Branded pilgrim, cursed to eternal lie I could hear the roar of the bright flame Shimmering deep inside Lightning in my veins Thunder in my heart From whence i broke the chains To glory i depart Lightning in the sky Thunder fills the air Hear my steel cry Watch my fire flare The shadows creep forever now Stalkers from beyond the flame From beyond the flickering flame They pace beyond the plains of hell And follow his never ending trail And wait for a chance to claim Lightning in my veins Thunder in my heart From whence i broke the chains To glory i depart Lightning in the sky Thunder fills the air Hear my steel cry Watch my fire flare Sacred thunderer! Bright Lord! Bless this fireborn! Imbue him with the mana of ancient lords As your anvil cracks above And the hammer is heard below May the hero burn bright in shadow The realm has lost its way from the heavens Broken like the branch of a tree The serpent gnawing deep Broken spirits of the damned Here my arrows as they fly 'Til I am called to hall up high But til that day has come to me My flame will burn for all to see And know this world is not yet blind I am the beacon of his light Sacred thunderer! Bright Lord! Bless this fireborn! Imbue him with the Mana of ancient lords As your anvil cracks above And the hammer is heard below May the hero burn bright in shadow Lightning in my veins Thunder in my heart From whence i broke the chains To glory i depart Lightning in the sky Thunder fills the air Hear my steel cry Watch my fire flare
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Hierophany 06:32
The wolf mother grieves deep within her cave A thousand sons have since then been born But none she could save Trojans and Romans have long since been called home Now only the embers remain Serpents and slaves all rage beyond the gates A crack of the whip Sends thousands in droves Towards the end Lycurgan creeds are long since dead Yet here I stand Alabaster against the mud I sing for those who've lost their tongues I sing for the days to come I sing for a beautiful end And therein a righteous beginning Trojans and Romans have long since been called home Now only the embers remain Serpents and slaves all rage beyond the gates Spartans and Hittites; the Teutonic Knights - Gone! The Neon Bronze Age has only now just begun The Neon Bronze Age plunges deep Into heart of the old, lowly snake I feel the blood as it reigns down The scaley armour split like the crack at Delphi I inhale the fumes and see my fathers smile down on me My face burns from the poisonous blood of he
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Written and recorded between the Winter Solstice of 2020 and Spring Equinox of 2021 while the Unconquerable Sun sat low in the horizon. As we all travelled inwards to Agartha to bring the Sun of Summer back to full strength; to awaken the sleeping King beneath the Mountain. To bring the Celestial Inner Fire back to the surface of our terrestrial worlds. To reclaim the Golden Age by casting forth our own blinding inner radiance.

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released May 14, 2021

Ioan Tetlow - Vocals
Jack Heath - Lead Guitars
Kyle Brickell - Rhythm Guitars, Bass, Drums
Alex Snape of Nomadic Arts - Mixing, Mastering, Production, and Programming
Zack Janson (as Graal Knyght) - "The Atavist", "Hymn to Lykeios", and "Death of a Hero" [graalknyght.bandcamp.com]
Jarran Zen - Cello on "Forefathers"
Alex Stoller - Album Art
Svanedís Design - Logo

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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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