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The Gainesville Gallows
05:05
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NIGHTFALL OVER GAINESVILLE
I RIDE TOWARD THE HANGING TREE
GHOSTLY PENDULUMS SWING FROM THE BRANCHES
TIRED HOOFBEATS ECHO IN THE DISTANCE
WILLIAM RIDES IN MY SHADOW
ALWAYS BEHIND ME, DESPERATE AND SEETHING
A BLACK HORIZON FOREVER OUT OF REACH
ON AN UNDULATING, ENDLESS PLAIN
SOUTHWARD TO THE WEST FORK
THE ACOLYTE HAS LOST MY TRAIL
HE SEEKS CONCEALMENT BEHIND A SHRIEKING WALL
BUT I'VE SEEN HIS FACE AND HEARD HIS NAME
WILLIAM CHASES ILLUSIONS
PHANTASMIC DAYDREAMS OF UNDESERVED DOMINION
A FALSE GOD TO REWARD HIS WEAKNESS
A FALSE COUNTRY TO JUSTIFY HIS HATRED
I RIDE AWAY IN DARKNESS,
ANOTHER FINGER ON MY NECKLACE
I AM THE FOREST IN WINTER, BEREFT OF LEAVES
I AM THE RIVER'S FRIGID SHALLOWS
I AM THE WIND'S SHRILL ECHO THROUGH THE TIMBER BOTTOMS AT NIGHT
I AM THE CONSPIRACY OF RAIN AND THUNDER TO HARASS THE VALLEY
I AM THE CYCLONE'S UNCONTESTED CONQUEST OF THE PRAIRIE
AND I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN THE GALLOWS AT GAINESVILLE
NOTHING IS FORGIVEN
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Night of the Broadsword
03:16
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SIR, COME JOIN US OUT IN THE DOORYARD
INDULGE OUR INTEREST IN YOUR ALLEGIANCES
THE HEART OF A RIGHTEOUS MAN WILL BEAT TOMORROW
BUT WICKED EYES SHALL NOT SEE ANOTHER DAWN
NIGHT OF THE BROADSWORD!
THE HOUR IS NOT TO BEG OR BARGAIN
FOR DEVILS WE WILL GRANT NO PARLEY
TO BUILD A WORLD ON HEINOUS ATROCITY
THEN HAVE THE NERVE TO SEEK OUR PARDON
NOW ALL IS BLACK BUT FOR ONE FLICKER
OF MOONLIGHT ON A COLD BLADE THRASHING
A DESPERATE SCREAM BECOMES A WHIMPER
AND WITH ONE LAST STROKE THE NIGHT FALLS SILENT AGAIN
NIGHT OF THE BROADSWORD!
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3. |
Hardtack and Hellfire
04:37
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GHOSTS OF THE MEADOW TELL STORIES
YOUNGER THAN THE FOREST
HEAR THE HOWLING OF THE GRAY WOLVES
DOOMED DEFENDERS OF A BESTIAL PRACTICE
DRUMS RECITE MESMERIC CADENCES
TRUMPETS WAIL IN TANDEM THROUGH THE FOG
BATTLE BANNERS HOISTED SKYWARD
CANNONS DRAG DEFACEMENTS IN THE EARTH
THIS IS MY BIRTHRIGHT, THIS IS MY CALLING
AND I HUNGER FOR VENGEANCE
HARDTACK AND HELLFIRE
A LOST CAUSE OUTNUMBERED AND OUTFLANKED
AND I SMILE ON THEIR MISFORTUNE
BLOOD AND DISHONOR
BAYONETS OF WHITE SUN
PIERCING THE CARCASS OF DAWN
A BLACK FLAG BEATS ON THE WIND
THE RED RAINS OF MASSACRE FALL
PETRICHOR OF BLOOD AND POWDER SMOKE
CHLOROFORM AND LAUDANUM
PILES OF DEAD DEFEND THE LIVING
BULLETS REND THE FORMER VESSELS OF THEIR SOULS
HEAR THE HOWLING OF THE GRAY WOLVES
WHO WALK AS MEN BUT DIE LIKE DOGS
ROVING FERAL THROUGH THE WESTERN WASTES
UNENLIGHTENED AND UNTAMED
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Sisters of the Brushland
02:48
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WHAT CONSPIRACY YET RAGES
WITHIN THE WALLS OF A MAKESHIFT PRISON
FIRE-EATING CHILD ACCOMPLICES
FAITHFUL SISTERS OF THE BRUSHLAND
COMMENCE THE PREPARATION
EYE OF RAVEN, HEART OF SWALLOW
VINDICTIVE NORTHERN SORCERY
WHO FED THEIR BROTHERS
WHO SEWED THE MARIGOLDS AND LILACS ON THEIR COLLARS
AND STILL WAVE SWORDS OF COLLUSION
LOCKED ON THE TOP FLOOR OF A FAILING STRUCTURE
I DRAW A CIRCLE ON THE GROUND
AROUND A WINE-FILLED CHALICE
I LIGHT A BLACK CANDLE
LORD OF SHADOWS I INVOKE THEE
RIDE A BLACK WIND TO THEIR BEDSIDES
RAIN CALAMITY ON THEIR BONNETS
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5. |
Dance of the Red Legs
03:33
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SPIRAL SMOKE AND SWIRLING FIRE
ANARCHIC RAGE AND PLUNDER
AS WE DANCE ACROSS THE BORDER
LEAVING A TRAIL OF FREE SOIL
ONE DOES NOT OWN THAT WHICH HE PAID FOR
WITH THE SWEAT OF ANOTHER
WHAT WAS NOT EARNED CANNOT BE STOLEN
CONSIDER IT PAYMENT THAT YOU'RE STILL ALIVE
UNBEHOLDEN TO ANY UNION
SWORN TO NONE BUT AN OATH TO FREEDOM
DEATH TO ALL THOSE WHO STAND IN THE WAY OF
TOTAL FUCKING ABOLITION!
WE ARE THE RED LEGS, LORDS OF THE FLATLANDS
WE NEED NO BRUSH TO HIDE US
OURS IS THE CHAOS AND TERROR OF VIRTUE
YOURS IS THE FLAILING HAND OF A DYING CAUSE
SPIRAL SMOKE AND SWIRLING FIRE
ANARCHIC RAGE AND PLUNDER
AS WE DANCE ACROSS THE BORDER
LEAVING A TRAIL OF FREE SOIL
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6. |
This Hallowed Ground
02:21
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