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Intro - Midian Rising
01:37
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2. |
Unleash The Berserkers
08:24
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"The cowardly man thinks he’ll live for ever, if he keeps away from fighting; but old age won’t
grant him a truce even if spears spare him." - Norse Proverb
VERSES
your sleeping stories
peaceful lolling tales
aloft in flight or shifting flesh
you are the sweet monster
flawed angel in sleep
time has stopped to marry you and
make you right
the immortal spouse
the Dökkálfar shunned by the light!
But oh, the opened eye
Ljosalfar
the light exposed
is there smoke in your soul?
a fist in your head?
rage is a place
east of peace river
just under the flesh
it's not your movement
it's not your rage
it's not your place
until today
the mobs are massing
callous laughing
at all the angry monsters they made
through cruelty laid and wrists enslaved
who has the heart
who holds the blade?
CHORUS
the smoke in your soul
has spilled out your mouth
you hate what you spit
your flesh on the ground
ávalt!
as it has ever
A vault!
to hide forever
Beiskr!
the flesh has broken
Beiskr!
Dökkálfar (dark elf) de KAL fer
Ljósálfar (light elf) lo je SAL fur
ávalt (always) AH valt
beiskr (anger) BI sick ear
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my silken skinned boy
ivory soft and porcelain clean
bare as an eggshell
supple flesh
underneath
perfect sheets
you shouldn't have come
you shouldn't have hidden that lie
under your slick pink tongue
oh, the cunning
lips glisten
you tricked only the flies
with your little lies
wooing coaxing limbs and lush eyes
transfix me
breath of the dead
voices
press against
your sweet disguise
alone and knowing in your deceit
there are those you didn't see
dead stories are freed
I have whispered to the travelers
and they have answered me
I am the channel
they use to pass through
you are the page
for the weary to use
silenced and hushed
in their bones
longing to voice
the untold
they are the travelers
they are the answerers
In me is a girl in a gown
drowning fountain veins
marble crushed
bone into bone
pink cut birthday cake
left to spoil on a plate
she deserved better
as she drowned in her fear
now she writes lyrics
of songs you can't hear
oh my parched boy
your lips
have grown together
silent as the authors
with their torture and joy
gone are your bones
thoughts, moans, and breath
but your body grows pages
fetid and fresh
will you write your own story
on the folds of your flesh
I am the channel
they use to pass through
you are the page
for the weary to use
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4. |
Maerlyn's Grapefruit
02:50
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I. Leaving
she is gone
landscape of
lush earthly home
mother of soft rolling
hillsides and milk
spilling to dust
under my soles
I smell my own blood
as it drains from my face
hands like talons
once fingers of grace
fists of a man
gloved
hands of disgrace
I am bounding at once
toward and away
the tower
hides behind
the fell
better this present
than yesterday's hell
no matter the path an end will be
time is the hand that holds
and hangs me
on the ledge
ninety stories
was she
was I wicked to deserve such pain
such an end so unexplained
the tower
hides behind
the fell
better this present
than yesterday's hell
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II. Arriving
Run!
Ambition has flooded your eyes
Run!
and cleared out the hatred and lies
defeat is a claw at your back
under your feet
pound the sand of the past
"Son! Your mother is waiting for you"
said the man
with the blade
and the black 22
don't listen don't listen don't
let him fill you
hear the truth
the tower hides
behind the fell
I'm bound to run
by speed by spell
better this present
than yesterday's hell
we walk on the backs of the dead
floating in time like the logs on a river
sun sinking slow
like a low slab of flame
tower eclipsing
all but your name
shadows embracing
my shaking frame
ready the blade
the tower hides
behind the fell
I'm bound to run
by speed by spell
better this present
than yesterday's hell
lies heaved from
the lungs of the
taunting fool
poured in your ears
from a murky cesspool
don't listen don't listen don't
let him fill you
Run!
onward!
forward!
sheet of flame
say my name
I'm running to bond with the others
the host of the chosen
the sisters and brothers
bearing tall where we stand
the child is wearing
the horns of a man
behind you the poisonous lies
before you the gleam of the keep
the sunset is filling your eyes
with the path of promise you see
onward!
forward!
sheet of flame
say my name
the tower hides
behind the fell
I'm bound to run
by speed by spell
better this present
than yesterday's hell
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7. |
The Way Station
05:01
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Prologue
when I told the king
his land would be divided
his conceit
circled me in
chains
Solomon you will pay
for the souls of the fallen
stuffed in a vase
waiting to be burst
I. waxing moon
watch me emerge
from behind the satin sky
lights reach like fingertips
to touch the farthest star
this face watches the east
where the people stare
like beggars
hungry for the light
blade in the sky
sliver of light
I cut the night
I touch your eye
three shapes
three chains
speech confined
three shapes
three chains
truth remains
II. waning moon
watch me disappear
behind the the velvet cloak
slowly curl away the light
tight and tighter winds
the curling of the sliver
lost like dust into the night
this face watches the west
where the people pray
may the house remain
where the king
will stop and
hear me
links of three
one for each
shape of the moon I take
awake
then I told the king
we will be watching him
behind the sun I wait
night can't hide your
molten hate
these chains will melt
and will be poured into the mold
to forge the keys
to come back home
II. new moon
I lurk like tourmaline
in the black box of sky
hiding behind the earth
to shun the piercing bright
I am new and ancient
waiting in my chains of three
all I have told
it will unfold
but I am never free
I watch the people
as they foul the globe
my prophesy has now been wove
the cloth is cut, sewn, and folded
they wear not
the shame of rot
they're getting bolder
I watch the smoldering
of earth below my feet
from my perch above in
velvet draping sheets
the stars wink back at me
as night is getting colder
new never stays new
but old gets older
drape
night
blade
bright
you stayed
oh the light
free
Enepsigos: full moon
I am the harbinger
face of change
I rest behind the veil
and rise again
you are the gardener
you are the gardener
sun to land
to sand to seed
to green to reach
to sky
to me
I am the circle
disc of light
I am the holder
of all that is right
wisdom embodied
imprisoned in light
look to me
I am the harbinger
the better face of change
I pull aside the tides to show
the sands beneath the waves
I am the light to shine the way
you are the harvester
you are the harvester
break the chain
break the chain
break the chain
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Lost Tribes Of The Moon Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Hailing from their Midian in Milwaukee, WI, this Ka-tet is currently comprised
of....
Jon Liedtke
Guitars
Jeremiah Messner Drums
Julie Brandenburg
Vocals
Chris Ortiz
Bass
Performing as a live act since Sept. 2017, LTOTM has shared the stage with well known acts such as Trouble, Today Is The Day, Black Tusk, Immortal Bird, Doomstress, Ails, Savage Master, Dreadnought, and Vanishing Kids.
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