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Tracks
01. Causeway Charred
We live, cross of death,
Tied fetish, rope of birth,
Nailed down, our desire,
Ensorcell this earthly pyre
To the barren path, this causeway charred
Born dead, in the night,
Woodland realm, sorcerous might,
Congress, we adorn,
As the dragon is formed
To the barren path, this causeway charred
The path is set to excess,
Crooked, it reflects,
The idol is born,
Carved from flesh, we sound the horn!!!
To the barren path, this causeway charred
02. Baron Citadel
Black snake, symbol of the verdant stance,
Possessed, the spirits of the bone dead dance,
Bottled rum to anoint us all,
Sacrifice to this dirt track soil
Cast this world asunder,
Now itis time to enter under
The Baron stands in his cemetery,
Bereavement no longer signals me,
The dead arrive, the offerings are made,
Accept me now into this barren graveÖ.
Cast this world asunder
Now itis time to enter under
03. Seals Of Grace
Seals of Grace
Seal my fate
Interstice of space
Otherness faced
Seals of Grace
Seals of Grace
Axis mundi stands
Dirt track commands
Impune salutation
Desires damnation
Seals of Grace
Seals of Grace
Hasten my end
From this world send
My soul to face
These seals of grace
04. Corporeal Altar
Kneeling at this point, fulcrum, I become,
To open the gates, I summon all,
To seal my fate, I transgress
Kneeling at this point, fulcrum, I become
Borders to overcome, tyrants to be undone,
Daemon of solitude, trickster I salute,
Many coloured cap, black stone cross
Borders to overcome, tyrants to be undone
The fool's errand is my dirt track,
Crossroads to open, all before
The corporeal altar I fall
The fool's errand is my dirt track
So we must transcend this open ground
Mark not this burial, this burial mound
For blood shall run in offerings made
The sorcery of otherness shall never fade
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