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I feel my soul becoming detached from my body
I fell as though pleas are unheard
My ears are bleeding and my skin is crumbling
What have we done that makes this reprisal just?
Cruel the ire of the Prince of Magick
His power of pain knows no bounds
Bioluminescent fungal toxic gas clouds
Descended on our souls and took our lives
Killing all they touched
Killing all who breathe
Killing young and old
Killing endlessly
Without mercy
Without thought
The Mycomancer descended his plague
Upon the ones he saw as insolent
He felt no guilt rack his bones
As their cries fell silent
All the ones I love are gone
I am alone, alive
Their avenger I will be
I'll see to the prince's end
His end
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Skeleton
01:37
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Awoken from the terror
Shambling desperately
Violent wandering
Skeleton of fear
Awoken from the terror (all consuming)
Shambling desperately (filled with vengeance)
Violent wandering (lungs collapsing)
Skeleton of fear (corpse of longing)
Agonized and pallid
Searching for refuge
Unknowing and powerless
I am alone
Agonized and Pallid
Searching for Refuge
CERTAIN DEATH WITHIN THE HOUR
Beyond the horizon there lies a dark stone keep
Giving my mind a glimpse of hope long abandoned
Between I and it stands an old forest
Filled with evil and horror
I rush toward the tower, crazed to and fro
Longing for food and safety recently revoked
Past the oak and birch, I find, finally, a clearing
My oasis lies straight ahead
Skeleton of fear and longing
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Dark Confidant
02:12
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At the gates of the keep, I stand awaiting
Too late, I realize this is where the prince resides
A man unfamiliar
Taken and bound
Brought to a barren cell
Deep below ground
Immured in bleakness
Surrounded by death
Air thick with blood
In every breath
I am left to rot among the corpses of hopeful vagabonds
Waifs thrown asunder in the winds of change, as I was
WRETCHES LIKE ME
In the corner of my tear-streaked sight, a figure hides
An Enchantress from far-off lands, cloaked in magick
A dark confidant
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Immuration
01:56
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Dwelling in the coldest chambers
Awake with the starlight
There she's stayed for years
Under his nose, but under his thumb
Practicing sorcery and witchcraft undeterred
Taken as a child from her island home
in order that her power did not see him overthrown
The Mycomancer keeps her here
On the brink of starvation and filled with fear
The Enchantress takes my hand
Seals a pact to see us bonded in life and death
The Mycomancer must die by one of these joined hands
On this day we join in might and magick
Form one front against the lord, wizard prince
Now the next ritual can begin
To infuse my soul with Death's will
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A Ceremony Interrupted
01:05
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The Opal Blade's Kiss
04:03
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You! Will never hear me speak ill of the dead
The memory of the ones you killed
Haunts my dreams and my futures
Let me sleep
Let me die
Let me kill you with my hands of magick
You seem weary from your travels out the village
You have earned a brief respite
Yet if you wish I can slay you where you stand
The hero thus springs forward
Wizard shocked by the courage
the pair tangle on the floor
white marble turning red
Battle in the Prince's hall
Both have staggered one will fall
Hands and feet crushing throats
The hero taunts, the wizard gloats
The wizard calls a guard to aid
Takes a sword of opal-made
Sticks it in the hero's chest
Granting him eternal rest
My last breath resounding out
An aspiration voiced at the end of a life
Enchantress, O, if you hear my call
NOW is your time
As I fade away I can sense the tromping steps of vengeant orks
Led by the Enchantress
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7. |
Speed Metal Orks
02:40
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The enchantress breaks the curse which bound the orks into servitude
The ones who watch the prison cell are now free to kill their master
Driving all to madness and chaos within
Breaking down the walls of immuration around her
Driving the orks above, to the court and throne
Hoping to see the hero standing over the prince's corpse
Speed metal orks
The time of freedom has come for those wronged by him
All rejoice
We have come
To reclaim
The throne
But what is this that lies beyond the throne?
The hero cold and lifeless!
Tears spew forth from the eyes of the Sorceress as grief takes hold
I must shelter him, she screams aloud
I must end his death
He will not die here in this court of hate
Not before our oath is fulfilled
Take him from this place
Take him now my orks
I'll prepare the altar
The ceremony will soon be done
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Dark Ritual
02:09
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I wake from my descent surrounded by dark woods and spires
An altar stood before me, incandescent, alight with pale blue
My fate is in its hands
The ritual begins
She tells me to drink up the venom from a serpent, silent, slain
I do as I am commanded and try to stave off the pain
An explosion of light from the altar, red hued
The evil snake's power of death flows through me
In order to avenge their deaths, my kinsmen will rise from beyond
I will let them show the prince what insolence truly means
Death incarnates in me this ritual night
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Necromancy
02:33
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I venture out, casting spells upon the land I know
Robbing the graves to form my dominion
In life these people knew only repression and suffering
The powers of the moon through me free them from that past
I feel my soul becoming cold
Withering away as I expend my power
An old arcane spell is woven
To allow these corpses vengeance
As the moon rises to its zenith
The full might of necromancy floods my veins
I send the dead to redeem and free the living
Who toil 'neath the Mycomancer's lies
I see his shadow in the blue moonlight
I tell my dead to yield
His soul
Is mine
To reap
Face me, Triumphant, I am
I shall strike you with thine own opal blade
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Pain! Will be your downfall
Wretched is your fate
Blade of opal in your right hand
Fate will not serve you well
Pain! Feel your pain tonight
Bane! You wield the bane of men
The sorceress comes from behind, fooling the wizard prince
An incantation, muttered in silence
Causing him to reveal his mind
Pain! Eternal torment
Pain! Suffering until end of days
Pain! Eternal damnation
Pain! Breaker of minds and wills
Pain! Master no longer
As the opal blade swings
Cleaving his head
The prince is dead
The prince of fungal tithes meets his demise
As we seek out
(that's it. then we go.)
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Chiasmus Washington
Blackened lots of things... death metal, heavy metal, black metal... you name it we got it
Fuck nazis and christofascists
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