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The Great Old Ones
01:42
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Instrumental
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Deities & Demagogues
05:57
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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
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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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Beyond the Door
04:52
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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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Die, Monster, Die!
04:08
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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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Destinies of the Soul
05:50
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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
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The Wanderer
00:53
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Instrumental
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The Wizard
03:58
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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
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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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Olyphant Salem, Massachusetts
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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