1. |
Interlude
01:02
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In one hand, the Corpse God bears
A lantern carved of bone.
In its chill light, He spies the breath
Of pilgrims dying far from home.
He sits with them and silent waits
Amid the living stone;
A kindly and forgiving face
For all of us who die alone.
But for the howling hundreds felled
Before the demon tide
There was no saintly presence by
Their side when light dimmed from their eyes.
What last they saw were bloodied blades
What last they heard were cries
Of families burned and desp’rate prayers
To those who would for vengeance ride.
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2. |
Burn It All Down
03:54
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The gates were strong,
Foundations old
and now they’re ash
on the ground
The night is still
and we’re the
only ones alive
in this town.
Sound the horn of vengeance!
And build the pyres!
Collect the corpses
Now light the fi-ires!
Mount up, you heroes!
No time to mourn!
We ride to hunt down
The demonbo-orn!
Into nightmare
Into madness
Into mania
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
Into nightmare
Into madness
Into mania
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
We traveled
Ancient roads and
Gathered allies
Into our crew
We plundered
Darksome tombs for
Knowledge of the
Fiends we pursued.
In the deepest places
Far from the sun
We summon courage
And try not to ru-un.
Eyes in the darkness
And freezing dread
Draw now your saber
Or join the de-ead!
Into nightmare
Into madness
Into mania
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
Into nightmare
Into madness
Into mania
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
Sound the horn of vengeance!
Shout battle cries!
Make splinters of shields!
Let arrows fly!
Hold fast, you heroes!
No time to die!
We charge to strike down
The beast of li-ies!
Into nightmare
Into madness
Into mania
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
Into nightmare
Into madness
Into mania
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
BURN IT ALL DOWN!
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3. |
Paladin
03:36
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I am the light
At the moment of dawn,
I’m the sun that hangs
In the sky!
I am the hope
That lives in the hearts
Of the fearful
And terrified.
I am the shield
That safeguards the weak,
The infirm, mad,
And elderly!
I am the blade
That Strikes in the name
Of keeping all
Nations free!
Paladin!
Paladin!
Answering the call!
Paladin!
Paladin!
Sa-vior of all!
Perhaps you’ve heard tales
Of the Battle of Mourne
Where I took down
600 men?
Or the time when I
Cut the face off a god
That was called by
The High Sahaguin?
Then there’s the one
Where I flew to the sun
For a bucket of fire
Pure as gold.
But I don’t say with jest
That the yarns I like best
Are the ones
that are yet
to be told.
Paladin!
Paladin!
Patriotic son!
Paladin!
Paladin!
Friend to everyone!
I have a helm
That allows me to fly
And a ring
To walk on the sea.
I have a horse
That travels through time
And pants of
invisibility.
I am the man
That all little boys
Pray to God that
They’ll grow up to be!
I am the man
No one woman commands,
Lord and master of
All I can see.
Paladin!
Paladin!
I once had sex with a shark!
Paladin!
Paladin!
A beacon in the dark!
Sure, I’ve been lost
In these caves for a while
Lost my horse, helm, ring,
Pants and blade,
But the fire in my heart
Still burns, and the art
Of the paladin
Never fades.
Paladin!
Paladin!
Answering the call!
Paladin!
Paladin!
Sa-vior of all!
Paladin!
Paladin!
Answering the call!
Paladin!
Paladin!
Savior of all!
Savior of all!
Savior of all!
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A path of stone
Winds alone
Through. The Deep.
Our weary bones,
Far from home,
Long. For sleep.
A light ahead
Glows bright red.
‘Tis. A keep.
Where human folks do dwell.
The sound of song
Wafts along
From. The door.
The band is drunk.
Plink and plunk.
Two. And four.
The boys and girls
Dance and twirl.
Shout for more.
At the tavern halfway to hell.
The tavern halfway to hell.
Hey, hey, hey
Ho, ho, ho
Hey, hey, hey
The tavern halfway to hell
The tavern halfway to hell
The bartender’s
Known for his
Wand-ring eyes.
His sweetheart fair’s
Well aware
Of. His lies.
Now he’s packing
Fewer things
Twixt. His thighs.
His lesson he learned quite well.
Renault the Spy
Lost an eye
In. The war.
For a drink or two
He’ll tell you
Tales. Galore.
But often Lies
Bout which side
He. Fought for.
At the tavern halfway to hell.
The tavern halfway to hell.
Hey, hey, hey
Ho, ho, ho
Hey, hey, hey
The tavern halfway to hell
The tavern halfway to hell
Rum and beer
And port and
Whisky and
Rum and ale
And wine and
Vodka and
Rum and schnapps
And grog and
Porter and
Rum and mead
And gin and
Bitters and
Rum and beer
And port and
Whisky and
Rum and ale
And wine and
Vodka and
Rum and schnapps
And grog and
Porter and
Rum and mead
And gin and
Bitters and
May, dressed in pink,
Likes to drink
Gin. All night.
Til she’s a mess
And depressed.
Quite. A sight.
Then she hits fools
With barstools
It’s. A fight!
Her blood’s got a juniper smell.
Big Sue is grand.
See, she stands
Six. Foot nine.
See her firsthand
With guys and
Gals. Entwined.
Some times with ten
Or twelve friends
At. A time.
At the tavern halfway to hell.
The tavern halfway to hell.
Hey, hey, hey
Ho, ho, ho
Hey, hey, hey
The tavern halfway to hell
The tavern halfway to hell
Hey, hey, hey
Ho, ho, ho
Hey, hey, hey
The tavern halfway to hell
The tavern halfway to hell
Hey, hey, hey
The tavern halfway to hell
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5. |
Gnomish Ladies
03:17
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Goodbye and farewell
To you gnomish ladies
Goodbye and farewell
To old Gnomington
For the demons are massing on
Each shore and border,
But we hope very soon
We shall see you again.
We'll rant and we'll roar,
Each deck of this galleon.
We'll rant and we'll roar
across the dark sea.
So raise up that mainsail.
Get all hands to quarters.
There’ll be blood in the water
Before we take leave.
This cavern’s as wide as
A west country kingdom
This cavern’s as high
As the north country sky
The wind fills our sails
And we plunge into darkness
On all sides we feel
Black malevolent eyes
The fighting was fierce
At Fiddler's Crossing.
A great living ship
With segmented eyes
Did scream as it burned
While its crew leapt for safety.
They found none ashore, then
Just blades, spears and cries.
We'll rant and we'll roar,
Each deck of this galleon.
We'll rant and we'll roar
across the dark sea.
So raise up that mainsail.
Get all hands to quarters.
There’ll be blood in the water
Before we take leave.
At Stonewater Cay,
The water’s like crystal.
The lichen all glows
That grows on the walls.
We watched as the seabed
Below us contracted,
Baring the fangs
Of a vast gaping maw.
Tentacles rose
As thick as a redwood.
Bat’ring our ship
And tossing the crew.
It rose its great head
from the brine and we faced it.
With our splintered bowsprit
We ran it straight through.
We'll rant and we'll roar,
Each deck of this galleon.
We'll rant and we'll roar
across the dark sea.
So raise up that mainsail.
Get all hands to quarters.
There’ll be blood in the water
Before we take leave.
Goodbye and farewell
To you gnomish ladies
Goodbye and farewell
To old Gnomington
For the demons are massing on
Each shore and border,
But we hope very soon
We shall see you again.
Goodbye and farewell
To you gnomish ladies
Goodbye and farewell
To old Gnomington
For the demons are massing on
Each shore and border,
But we hope very soon
We shall see you again.
We hope very soon we shall see you again.
We hope very soon we shall see you again.
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6. |
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Life blooms from rotting filth and shit
Huge stalks as old as continents. In
Vast caverns iridescent green,
They come, The.
Mushroom. Men.
This way.
Approaching.
Their footprints leave an oily scar while
Vegetation curls up and then dies.
Corrosion hollows out their eyes.
They come Cor.
Ruption. Is.
This way.
Encroaching.
Run.
Run.
Run.
Deep in their mildewed den
Far from where humans ken
Fungal Barbarians
They show their acumen
With flesh decayed and rent
Mycelial henchmen
Night of the mushroom men!
Night of the mushroom men!
Spores blast from withered lamellae
And it sears our flesh right to the bone, I
Watch as the walls all come alive.
Ancient sta.
Tues of. Moss.
Their cries.
Echoing.
The beast has left his mark on these
Putrid agaricomycetes.
My friends engulfed, they cough and wheeze.
Leave them. No.
Time to. Look.
Run, we’re.
Escaping.
Run.
Run.
Run.
This luminescent glen
Runs crimson with blood when
Eukaryotic men
On our rear guard descend.
Chaos holds sway and then
One archer’s desertion
Spurs others’ hearts to bend.
“Stop” cries a paladin
Mad with psilocybin,
They make to flee again,
But it’s too late for them.
Yes, it’s too late for them.
Night of the mushroom men!
Night of the mushroom men!
Night of the mushroom men!
Run.
Run.
Run.
Run.
Run.
Run!
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Ars Arcanum St. Louis, Missouri
A hard rock/metal band based in St. Louis, Ars Arcanum tells epic stories in the pulp fantasy tradition. Their current project, "FAR FROM THE SUN" is a concept album heavily influenced by the band's love for Dungeons & Dragons.
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