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Destinies of the Soul

by Olyphant

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1.
Instrumental
2.
My name is fear/You will believe/That I will sew a hateful seed The beginning of the end unseen/The twisted truth on your TV screen Burn the kingdom down/Heavy is the crooked head that wears the crown Delusional and scared/The slaves become the masters/Obsecration of the damned My name is death/The red right hand/The blasphemy on tongues of man The fallen angel/Devil’s son/And on this Earth thy will be done Burn the kingdom down/Heavy is the crooked head that wears the crown Delusional and scared/The slaves become the masters/Obsecration of the damned Come on take my hand/we will run Towards the light now/everyone Eyes closed!/Deposed! We don’t understand/what we’ve done Years of progress comes/undone We’re fucked now!/Fucked now! Down the swift dark streams we go Thick with blood the rivers flow Through the forest wide and dim Dense with shadow grey and grim Into halls and caverns deep A lucid, dark, macabre sleep
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The Conjuror 06:47
Transforming tribulation/your troubled mind just is not right/headed for a breakdown Madcap desperation/grief reflected your eyes/transcendental ruin Drawing down the moon/The ritual of runes In the realm of the East Woods Witch/in a tower of stone/sits a wizened old conjurer/on a throne made of bone/The price you’ll pay for his arcane gifts is your eternal soul Mystic resuscitation/defy the order of the world/unholy desecration Sacred transmutation/the unhallowed ritual has begun/the goddesses unite thee Drawing down the moon/The ritual of runes In the realm of the East Woods Witch/at the end of the world/dwells a wizened old conjurer/He sits and watches and learns/The price you’ll pay for his arcane gifts is your eternal soul In the realm of the East Woods Witch/in a tower of stone/sits a wizened old conjurer/on a throne made of bone/The price you’ve paid for his arcane gifts is your eternal soul
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The shadows hide the real world from our eyes/ Through surgery we’ll look beyond the veil. That rainy September day/ I’m cursed to remember/ An unnatural atrocity/ A ghastly endeavor Unbind my eyes unveil to me the Ancient Ones divine!/ Waiting just beyond the door, in the hallowed halls of time Planes coalesce/ The ancient spirits let out House of flesh/ Soul is thrashing about White as death/ The apparition in the darkness calls me A bend in reality/ Consciousness shifts/ Your outward form will remain/ All hell with in it! Unbind my eyes unveil to me the Ancient Ones divine!/ Waiting just beyond the door, in the hallowed halls of time Planes coalesce/The ancient spirits let out House of flesh/Soul is thrashing about White as death/The apparition in the darkness calls me Abominations from the other side/ They’re haunting me/ I've got to run and hide away Blind my eyes/ I cannot take anymore The nameless offspring of a sentient race/ Feeding on my mind, devouring my sanity Strike me deaf/ So I can’t hear their cries! Unbind my eyes unveil to me the Ancient Ones divine!/ Waiting just beyond the door, in the hallowed halls of time Planes coalesce/The ancient secrets let out House of flesh/Soul is thrashing about White as death/The apparition in the darkness calls me... Home!
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Instrumental
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West of here where hills rise wild craggy dark and steep/ Deep within the heavy woods a silent horror sleeps/ Sickly stunted trees enshroud this grim abandoned place/ Mementos of unearthly deep secrets of strange days. In this god forsaken place/ The ancients left their trace/ A grey and ashen wreath/ around this blasted heath/ Trees didst wilt and die/ An alien bolide/ A most peculiar case/ The colour out of space. An old man sitting next to me a bottle next to him/ Draws deeply from turpentine gin before his tale begins/ A stony message from the sky brought forth the poison blight/ Wicked, massive crops appeared glowing in the night. In this god forsaken place/ The ancients left their trace/ A grey and ashen wreath/ around this blasted heath/ Trees didst wilt and die/ An alien bolide/ A most peculiar case/ The colour out of spac The madness of the farmer’s wife in 1882/ Afflicted by the greyscale curse her death would be their doom/ Forsaken then the mob paid heed to the ringing death knell/ The bones of man and alien at the bottom of the well. In this god forsaken place/ The ancients left their trace/ A grey and ashen wreath/ around this blasted heath/ Trees didst wilt and die/ An alien bolide/ A most peculiar case/ The colour out of space!
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Deathly meditations on the eternal soul/Time forsakes the body/Discover what the unknown knows/ The skin is just a covering for the broken shit inside/ The end of mortal suffering/ The Earthly self has died. Destinies of the soul/ The peace of death’s caress/ The printed word and the absurd/ The story bound in flesh. Here in bedlam blood runs when inspiration strikes/A steady hand absolves the damned/ A sympathetic vice/ A morbid curiosity/ An instrument of fate/ Transfigured by these bloody rites/my master work of faith Destinies of the soul/ The peace of death’s caress/ The printed word and the absurd/ The story bound in flesh. Tormented/ Fragmented/ Accept your fate/ Quintessence inside us/expires/or unbound ascends The wheel of time will turn/ The kingdoms all will burn/ A low estate/ From the cradle to the page/ Written down from age to age/ Fortune’s fate Waiting in the dark for eternity to start/ Dead, awake Death comes in the night/ The killer of the light/ Your soul to take
8.
The Wanderer 00:53
Instrumental
9.
The Wizard 03:58
He was the wizard of a thousand kings And I chanced to meet him one night wandering He told me tales and he drank my wine Me and my magic man, kinda feelin' fine He had a cloak of gold and eyes of fire And as he spoke, I felt a deep desire To free the world of its fear and pain And help the people to feel free again Why don't we listen to the Voices in our heart? Cause then I know we'd find We're not so far apart Everybody's got to be happy Everyone should sing For we know the joy of life Peace and love can bring So spoke the wizard In his mountain home The vision of his wisdom Means we'll never be alone And I will dream of my magic night And the million silver stars That guide me with their light
10.
Verse 1: The hills have eyes, but so do you/Big and beautiful and blue/From Crystal Lake to Springwood's gloom/These places are death cursed/You're all doomed Prechorus: In the dead of night run towards the light/1... 2... he's coming for you/In this wicked place/By the light of the Moon/Prepare to make your final stand Chorus: Shadows of the Angels of Fear Verse 2: The bell will toll for those you love/Meat hooks swing and chainsaws buzz/Trick or Treat/A feast for ghouls/Queen of twisted and cruel Prechorus/Chorus Bridge: I am the the sword that breaks you/I am the sword that breaks your heart/I'm here to complicate you/I will fight/ I'll never stop Narration: Shadows crawl across the screen We stare with baited breath Angels of our twisted dreams Hallowed queens of death! Chorus Ad Lib: Look out now/You better run/Something wicked this way comes/Look out here it comes

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Attention! Headbangers, Earthdogs, Rivet Heads, Hell Rats and Metal Maniacs everywhere! Olÿphant's new record “Destinies of the Soul", their first in 4 years, is coming December 2020!

From the horrorscape synths of “The Great Old Ones” to the psychedelic doom of "The Conjuror" and the epic traditional heavy metal of “Deities & Demagogues," Olÿphant draws on a myriad of influences from across the metal spectrum for Destinies of the Soul. Bound together by a twin guitar attack, atmospheric synths, a pummeling rhythm section, and the usual tales of the macabre delivered in melodic old-school metal fashion, “Destines of the Soul” will be a welcome addition to any metalhead's record collection.

"Destinies of the Soul" was largely self-recorded and self-produced by the band with drum engineering by Sean Cahalin (I Was Awake, Dropkick Murphys) at Q Division Studios in Somerville, MA, and mixing by Brian Scheuble (Anthrax, Kiss, Mötley Crüe) in San Diego, CA.

"Destinies of the Soul" is dedicated to the memory of Dave Clarkson for supporting this project and keeping the dream alive.

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released December 11, 2020

Logo and Layout by Ginevra Morse
Photography by Colin Hesketh
Drums engineered by Sean Cahalin (I Was Awake, Dropkick Murphys) at Q Division Studios Somerville, MA
Mixed by Brian Scheuble
Additional backing vocals by Eva Small, Rachel Small, and Steve Belleville

Angels of Fear (2021 Digital Bonus Track):
Conjured deep in the heart of Fire Giant studios by Olÿphant.
Narration by Rachel Small
Engineered, mixed, and produced by Olÿphant.
C. 2021 Fire Giant Music

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Olÿphant [ol-uh-funt] was formed in 2009. The band draws from a unique amalgam of musical influences including 80s thrash-, doom-, classic-, and modern progressive- metal. Lyrically and thematically, the band draws heavily from horror movies, Tolkien, Stephen King, H.P Lovecraft, and a variety of other tales of the weird, wild, and unexplained. ... more

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