Secret Place Of The Most High - Side A - 2017
Life's Pain - Side B - 2008
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lyrics
The Calling
She calls out to the storming sea, rise for me.
She throws herself unto the tide.
Upon the wings of majesty she rides.
Never a moment to waste. No time for pain.
Making love to the current, the snake is one and the same.
Ask where she’s going. She’ll smile, and tell you she knows.
The waves may seem wicked, but watch how they’ll carry you home.
She calls out to the burning sky, watch me rise.
She holds the ring of fire within her hands, and smiles wickedly,
for it is she who understands.
Never a moment to waste. No time for pain.
Making love to the current, the serpent is one and the same.
Ask where she’s going. She’ll smile and tells you she knows.
The winds may seem wicked, but watch how they’ll carry you home.
Seduce the god of thunder,
while fire lights the midnight sky.
The spell that you are under
will fade away when you decide.
Break on through, the poet said.
See with more than just your eyes.
She who holds the hand of doom is clearly unafraid to die.
When the ghosts of night entice me
into golden dreams,
I’m reminded of duality,
the moon that sings the sun to sleep.
Am I walking on the water
or standing still beneath the glass?
Waking from this haze I’m under,
the tower falls to light at last.
I am not afraid. No. I am not afraid to die.
I am not afraid to die. No. I am not afraid.
I am not afraid. No. I am not afraid to die.
I am not afraid to die. No. I am not afraid.
Unto the sun. Unto the sea.
Unto the sky. Into the sky.
Into the sun. Into the sea.
Into the sea. Into the sun.
Into the sky. Into the sky.
Into the sun. Into the sea.
The band's debut is full of whiskey-burned growls and maniacal high shrieks, not surprising for a group of Detroit metal vets. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 22, 2016