Green Lung - Black Harvest lyrics
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Tracks 01. The Harrowing
02. Old Gods 03. Leaders Of The Blind 04. Reaper's Scythe 05. Graveyard Sun 06. Black Harvest 07. Upon The Altar 08. You Bear The Mark 09. Doomsayer 10. Born To A Dying World 01. The Harrowing
Come up to the hill for The Harrowing
When the leaves begin to fall Come up to the hill for The Harrowing In the middle of the moor Come up to the hill for The Harrowing For the night is coming down Come up to the hill for The Harrowing Woden open up the ground 02. Old Gods
Upon the moor and the mountainside
We meet before the dawn From barren shores to the tumuli The Old Religion lives on At the sunrise The stones and stars align Light up the fires 'Cause old gods never die O well, they say that Jerusalem Was built on English ground But from the tor to the sunken fen We stand on heathen land At the sunrise The stones and stars align Light up the fires 'Cause old gods never die Old gods never die So to the peak we climb Holding torches high We keep the flame alive At the sunrise The stones and stars align Light up the fires ‘Cause old gods never die 03. Leaders Of The Blind
Hallucinating
Stumbling in the dark Obfuscated You don’t know who or where you are You’ve been trying to get ahead But you’re going nowhere fast Caught up in their web Yeah, they’ve got you in their grasp ‘Cause, you're blind And the leaders of the blind Control your mind Leaders of the blind So get in line For the leaders of the blind All humankind It’s the blind leading the blind Dominated Calling you to heel Subjugated In reverence you kneel You can try to run away now But you won’t get very far You might think you’ve escaped but They’ll know just where you are ‘Cause you're blind And the leaders of the blind Control your mind Leaders of the blind So get in line For the leaders of the blind All humankind It’s the blind leading the blind And isn't it strange How we all live in the dark In shadows waiting For someone to light a spark Yeah, one day I know we're going to rise Step outside And open up our eyes Now, rise Open up your eyes Children of the blind Ooh yeah, you're blind And the leaders of the blind Control your mind Leaders of the blind So get in line For the leaders of the blind All humankind It’s the blind leading the blind Now, rise Open up your eyes Children of the blind 04. Reaper's Scythe
Reap what you sow!
When the hallowed harvest moon Hangs in the sky The reaper will be coming by and by Young and old, we must prepare for The Gathering Come equinox he’ll visit us again And do you hear the bells begin to chime? They’re ringing out for you It’s harvest time For you cannot hide No matter how you try Child, you cannot hide From the reaper's scythe Yeah, the reaper’s scythe Set the watchfires a-burning This Kindling Night For the psychopomp has taken flight By the corn rigs they’ll see him Send up the crows Welcome, He Who Walks Behind the Rows When September sun no longer shines Hooden, on a pale mare He’ll ride And you cannot hide No matter how you try Child, you cannot hide From the reaper's scythe See the Pale Rider He’s sharpening his blade See the Pale Rider Now he’s calling out your name... Tonight he stalks the fallow Can you feel his gaze? Hollow eyes staring through time and space Now hear us as we gather round the shrine We’re singing out ‘John Barleycorn must die’ And you cannot hide No matter how you try Child, you cannot hide From the reaper's scythe 05. Graveyard Sun
And as the summer dies the shadows start to move
See them dancing strange among the ivied tombs And now the boughs turn verdant green to gold Wildflowers fade, this year is growing old Do you recall that cold October day? When you first walked toward my open grave? Autumn girl, lay down beneath the trees Auburn hair, the colour of the leaves A little death never hurt anyone So won’t you come out of the graveyard sun It was the hour of dusk, in the season of mists On your pale neck, your fate sealed with a kiss Kohl rims round your eyes like cinerary ash In my cold embrace you fell into a trance I led you through Egyptian Avenue Through iron gates, into the catacombs Autumn girl, lay down beneath the trees Auburn hair, the colour of the leaves A little death never hurt anyone So won’t you come out of the graveyard sun Out of the graveyard Remember Hallow’s Eve, Nineteen Sixty Eight All those years have passed, the colours never fade And so we’re lost in time, our dawn will never come We’ll live forever young, out of the graveyard sun Out of the graveyard... 06. Black Harvest
[Instrumental]
07. Upon The Altar
You dreamed of power
You lusted for fame But you are merely A pawn in our game Ooh yeah, you reached out To the Hidden Hand Playing with forces You can’t understand We are thirteen And gathered here as if within a dream You are the one The vessel for our black communion Upon the altar We will deliver to the devil a daughter Before the altar We come together, singing ‘Ave Satana’ Ave! You have been chosen We summoned you here Ah, don’t be frightened There’s nothing to fear High Priestess calls you She bids you disrobe You lie on cold stone Shrouded in smoke And now it begins Black tallow melts upon your trembling skin An ancient rite Performed before the very dawn of time Upon the altar We will deliver to the devil a daughter Before the altar We come together, singing ‘Ave Satana’ Astaroth O Duke of Eternal Night Behemoth Arch-devil of Black Delights Belphegor Lord of All Blasphemy Hail to thee Thy Satanic Majesty Upon the altar We will deliver to the devil a daughter Before the altar We come together, singing ‘Ave Satana’ Ave! 08. You Bear The Mark
Can you feel it in your bones?
You were born under a bad sign Now it's coursing through your veins Ancestral curse, down through your bloodline You can clutch your cross and hold it closely to your chest But you can’t hide our seal and how it burns upon your breast Come to the dark Girl, you bear the mark Girl, you bear the mark When you're walking in the night Can you sense something in the air? No, you'll never be alone Wherever you go, we’ll be waiting there You can lay prostrate and pray to God your soul to keep But we will haunt your fevered dreams each time you fall asleep Come to the dark Girl, you bear the mark Girl, you bear the mark And when you hear us call you cannot hide just who you are Child of the Abyss and Sister of the Left Hand Path Come to the dark Girl, you bear the mark Girl, you bear the mark 09. Doomsayer
Seer of the future
You were cursed with second sight Your premonition The demise of humankind You tried to warn them But they took you for a fool You preached your sermon All they did was laugh at you Doomsayer When will they heed your words? Doomsayer When will they ever learn? Doomsayer I fear that it's too late Oh yeah, too late to escape our fate You read the scriptures The writing on the wall Omens and portents Predicted we would fall Mooncalves are birthing And there’s ergot in the rye Doomsday Clock’s ticking It’s just a matter of time Doomsayer They just don’t want to hear Doomsayer Your words fall upon deaf ears Doomsayer They don’t want to see the proof Ooh yeah, they don’t want to know the truth O, it’s time to repent now Get on your knees and pray You’d better beg for mercy For today is judgement day O, the seal is broken All hell is rushing forth And at the head of the vanguard Behold a pale horse Lord save us! Alright! Doomsayer Your prophecy’s taking place Doomsayer This world is an open grave Doomsayer There’s no way to stop the spread Ooh yeah, we’re already good as dead Good as dead! 10. Born To A Dying World
I heard the bells
Tolling in the tower Under the ocean Where the old church used to be Ringing in the deep I was young O, but I remember The night the spire Sank 'neath the raging sea Lost to the waves And o, there in the swell Do I hear the passing bell? O Lord, I was born Born to a dying world Where the rivers run dry I was born Born to a dying world Where the oceans they rise I was born Now it is dawn O, but the light is failing Every day waning ‘Til we’ve seen the last of the sun Morning never comes And o, is this farewell? Do I hear the passing bell? O Lord, I was born Born to a dying world With the forests ablaze I was born Born to a dying world Feels like the end of days I was born Ooh yeah, I was born Born to a dying world They say it’s spring But here the skies are benighted There’s no horizon The seasons they all seem the same No sunshine, no rain And I know As I stand in the roar of the breakers No one will save us Save us from ourselves And so rings the death knell |