Primordial
gallows hymn
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And sister, do not pray for me
There is no forgiveness here
Just the longest and the darkest night
And my people's end
And brother, many a crooked day we spent
Telling tales and making myths
And sharpening our tongues
Yet, doing little but growing old
I was never a religious man
So why should I put my faith in you?
You burned your bridges a long time ago
I'm a heathen, searching for his soul
History is often dictated by faith
Putting the worlds to rights while it passes you by
Is there an honor in following your words
To the bitter end despite being plagued with doubts?
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- Where Greater Men Have Fallen
- Imrama
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- Redemption At The Puritans Hand-
- Gods to the Godless (Live)
- 2011 Metal Blade Records Sampler
- 2011 Metal Blade Records UK Sampler
- EMP Music Mag Sampler, Volume III
- One and All, Together, For Home
- To the Nameless Dead
- Metal Hammer #176: Razor
- Hellfest 2008 Sampler
- All Empires Fall
- Spirit the Earth Aflame
- Gods to the Godless (Live at Bang Your Head Festival...
- Dark Romanticism
- The Gathering Wilderness
- Storm Before Calm
- The Burning Season
- Blood Ceremonies