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Clove hitch
06:41
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Cut the water
Cut the sky
Mast on fire
Feed the waves
Cut the water with sword and with prow
Feed the waves to the bough
All hands on deck and go for the kill
beast devouring beast in this race
In soaring winds and crushing waves
All who are worthy to stand up to their fate
Are eager to worship, each in their own way
Yet long for the shore which keeps them save
Cut the sky with lines and mast on fire
Feed the wind to the sails
Free from the land cold death surrounds us
Never surrender we know no defeat
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2. |
Tooth and nail
07:18
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Cast from the sea they took my bread away
Can’t taste the sea no more
A man of steel and fire now washed ashore
Can’t taste the sea no more
They chained my heart and soul
Chained my boat
But they will never win
They’ll pay for all their
Sins
It's a cradle and grave, fed by sea killed by waves
From the sea to the heart, taste the salt in my veins
Treachery beneath, all the calmness I see
Fight them all tooth and nail, fight them all you will fail
encore
They chained my heart and soul
Chained my boat
They threw me overboard
I’m dying inside and I’ll
DROWN
It is death I tell you it’s death
A fisherman sleeps and dies in his bed
It is death I tell you it’s death
The fire inside me once burning now dead
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3. |
Feed the crows
06:28
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Scared of worms, dig deep that grave
A prison to myself
I’m digging all their graves
Nameless, silent and cold
An island to myself
I’m digging my own grave
Save me from worms
(They) Call me a bastard but I just keep digging deeper
I just keep digging deeper
(Cause ) I’m scared of all the worms
They want to clean my bones
Don’t feed the worms
When I’m dead besides the road
Who wants to pick my bones?
Feed on me crows
(They) Call me a bastard but I just keep digging deeper
I just keep digging deeper
Feed the crows
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4. |
All is glory
05:37
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Behold the fowls of the air how they grow
They neither sow nor reap
Behold the fowls of the air how they grow
On fruit of (the) fields they feed
All is glory
Consider the lilies of (the) field, how they grow
They neither toil nor spin
Consider the lilies of (the) field, how they grow
(Now) look at the clothes they’re in
All is glory
Imagine the worms of the graves how they grow
They slither and they creep
Imagine the worms of the graves how they grow
On flesh in (the) ground they feed
All is glory
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5. |
Auric revelations
06:34
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When man rose from the clay he was in
He gathered the spoils of the earth
Alluvial treasures he kept
Closer to his heart than his friends
Auric revelations come to us
Stronger than a narcotic high
Pushing treasures ever forward
The lure of gold keeps us going on
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6. |
Tectonic mass
08:15
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Preparation
Come raise the chalice high
Prepare the sacrifice
Come raise the chalice high
Prepare the bread and wine
Liturgy of preparation
The glory of the earth hath shown on thee
Dealba me, Domine
Liturgy of the Catechumens
Blessed are the ones who are deep in the earth
Their souls will dwell amid good things
Liturgy of the Faithfull
Lift up your hearts we lift them to the earth
Let us stand well we’ve seen true light
The summoning of Ouroboros
You’e been asleep for oh so many years
It’s time to wake and claim your throne
Rebuild the temple from your arctic den
Foundations built on ice and fire
Summon the core lift it above the earth
Let us have faith we’ve seen true light
The rise of Ouroboros
Ouroboros rising Let the twilight come
Ouroboros rising Rise up from the core
Ouroboros rising As above below
Ouroboros rising Life and death are one
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7. |
011712
05:58
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8. |
The return of Viracocha
08:02
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We have seen all the forces that justify fear
We have seen all the saints they parade through their streets
We have felt all the cold that is chilling their bones
And we traveled the roads that will take them home
We have seen all the forces that justify fear
We have seen all the saints they parade through their streets
We have felt all the cold that is chilling their bones
And we traveled the roads that will take them home
Waiting for the servant to be master takes so long
Hope is rising and falling
At 4000 mtrs it’s so cold
At 4000 mtrs there’s no hope
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9. |
90 degrees
02:46
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Tekhton Groningen, Netherlands
Grunniger sludge pioneers.
None heavier!
ok, maybe a few heavier but not many!
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