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Appalachian Hunger
02:44
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Appalachian Hunger
Cold Soul.
Your hands are so cruel
to Haunt, to haunt.
Me, you and your God make two.
Don’t love nobody like your baby.
Tell me where will I sleep tonight?
When the shadows of this life have gone
I'll fly away
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine.
If you hear my dying in the Night
Pretend that you don’t hear me, it’s alright.
There will be pieces in the Valley, of me.
Dear Lord you prey.
With God’s praise, you struck me down,
And scathed a wretch, like me.
Cold Soul.
To Haunt, to Haunt.
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Spearfinger
03:23
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Shapeshifter, deceiver.
As she sang
Remembering her last meal
The succulence
The tasty liver
A swirl of fog
Stone forefinger
Dagger, slender and sharp
Obsidian knife
Slashing and laughing
Staring at her palm,
Slow steady rhythm
Perennial demon
Arrow to her breast,
As rain on a cairn
Flies with Ravens
Trots with mountain wolves
Thunder Mountain,
Eternal home.
Uwe la na tsiku. Su sa sai
Liver, I eat it. Su sa sai
Uwe la na tsiku. Su sa sai
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Moss Covered Grave
08:26
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Moss,
Moss.
Moss covered grave
Moss covered grave
No tombstone
Who resides?
Only the forest knows
Never to taste
Rain again
Except what seeps through
The casket Lid
Pine tomb
Moss covered grave
Oak roots around brittle bones
Return to the Earth from which you begane
In the shadow
Of rolling peaks
An apathetic god
To never speak
Moss covered grave
Moss covered grave
In the shadow
Of rolling peaks
An apathetic god
To never speak
Moss covered grave
Moss covered grave
The creeping fungus
Cycles of birth and decay
The bite of frost
Aroma of Solomon’s Seal
Scotching sun
And ruinous storm
Dead leaves
Moss covered grave
In the shadow
Of rolling peaks
An apathetic god
To never speak
Moss covered grave
Moss covered grave
The crow flies
The toad lies
A wanderer walks by
A moss covered grave
In the shadow
Of rolling peaks
An apathetic god
To never speak
Moss covered grave
Moss covered grave
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Dől IJ Pärg Tŭn
05:04
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Cold night in November
Fog filling the holler
Death to Remember
They came with blades,
They came with torches,
Silent.
The Jarls forces.
Gold, bread, and breath
Nothing was sparred.
14 fallen.
Ash, bone, broken home.
The village left a ruin.
Set to freeze and starve.
Forsaken
No hope in the stars.
Then light broke the darkness
from a small river cottage
Golden haired Völva
Gave the gift of Seiðr,
With the power of her voice.
A debt to be paid
Returned from the abyss.
A Jarl to be flayed.
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