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The Gorgon's Head
01:03
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What if every choice is wrong
Each act, an arrow dipped in poison
They prowl the maze
And follow my string
My quiver empty
I prepare for their sting
Once shot, an arrow can’t be called back
What if every choice is wrong
A tale already told, conclusion foregone
The labyrinth crumbles (the Gorgon's head)
I hold fast the skein (the Gorgon's head)
Knot after knot (the Gorgon's head)
Each preordained
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Magus
01:49
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They built the castle
Enduring and sublime
They begged the Magus
To bless their grand design
But he refused all of their demands
He said their castle was only sand
And soon the waves will walk
To make an ocean of this land
So they razed the castle
Tower, hall and gate
They begged the Magus
Foretell another fate
But he refused and brooded by the sea
He said I enchanted you, and you protected me
(Save us, Magus)
He said the floods also come for me
For diviner and disciple
Faith - a grain upon the beach
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Wolf Mask
02:39
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The old soldier misses the fever of war
The sober thirst for a drink
The saint whose sins defined him
In heaven, dreams of escape
A bargain struck between rivals
They shake hands and turn away
Each looking over their shoulder again
To plot the next bloody raid
Put the wolf mask on
Put the wolf mask on
Wear the skin of night
Put the wolf mask on
Put the wolf mask on
One last time
Dream a life so ordinary
Nothing needs to be fixed
Disquiet, discomfort, heartache and doubt
Taken in hand and banished
Welcome sedation, the calming glow
To keep your fears at bay
Serene, savor freedom from want
And all this freedom to waste
Does real trouble start when troubles end
Victory all but assured
Hardest to accept is hard times are gone
Dazed on a wide open road
Put the wolf mask on
Put the wolf mask on
Wear the skin of night
Put the wolf mask on
Put the wolf mask on
One last time
One last time
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4. |
Plague Dogs
01:20
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In such strange fields we're lost
Hunted by the frost
We fugitives, we cursed
Find warmth in the earth
Through a season of ice
Seize a scrap of life
Swallow the light
Preserve it inside
A lost dog seeks a vanished man
An eidolon of his gentle hand
Beckoning across the sea
If I drown in hope, don't grieve for me
When the sunshine grows sharp
In summer's golden claws
Memory knits our bond
How we outlived the dark
Lost dog seeks vanished man
An eidolon of his gentle hand
Let us drown in hope
And live on
As plague dogs
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5. |
Whip The Ghoul
02:50
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To the wounded and scorned
To specters forlorn
To love's shadow
Howling like snow
Again and again
I will confess
Until the words
Have lost their sense
Will choirs sing
If I've atoned
The dungeon answers
The echoes, my own
Night won't fall
Day won't break
No point in leaving
No reason to stay
A past gone lean
Ghostly and white
I inch on with my cane
By some false light
Of the blues that were sung on a careless day
And the hymns to the sea that were asked to stay
Of the wine-soaked tales of gutter-born grace
I wail like clay
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