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Intro Poem
01:14
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Lyrics: Samantha McDermott
Music: Rekha Ohal
Vocals: Kaitlyn Althoff, Ryan Barnett, Luca Grieman, Katie Medved, Patti Murtha, Greg Oblazny, Rekha Ohal, Veronica Straight-Lingo, Christopher Wells
Keyboards: Rekha Ohal
Guitar: Dave Devine Jr.
Drums: Matt Houston
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Paradise
03:00
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Paradise
Birds of gore and carrion, hungry for our pound of flesh.
Circling the battlegrounds, with the storm clouds we enmesh.
Birds of thought and memory, hungry for the knowledge of
All the mysteries of life, and the secrets of above.
There’s no sacrifice too great, wisdom’s always worth the price.
Stabbed myself and hanged myself, gouged my eye out, once not twice!
Knowing much will not suffice, knowing all is paradise.
Odin sends us round the world, and by breakfast we return.
And the nothings that we whisper are the thing for which he yearns.
There’s no sacrifice too great, wisdom’s always worth the price.
Stabbed himself and hanged himself, gouged his eye out, once not twice!
I am the God of Valhalla, all the murder I can bring,
ruler of the battlefield, how my gifts make ravens sing.
We are the memory and thought, of the god of knowledge.
We are the thought and memory of the god of carnage.
Knowing much will not suffice, our whispers echo, ONCE then TWICE.
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3. |
Always Burning
02:44
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Always Burning
Formless, shapeless, always burning, always turning.
Formless, shapeless worlds of mist and fire existed.
When the fire touched the ice
Then the ice floes shuddered thrice.
Through the mist and steam and fog
Rose the giants and the gods.
Formless, shapeless, always burning, always turning.
Formless, shapeless worlds of mist and fire existed.
Odin, king of all the gods,
Killed the giant as he slept
And the Aesir would applaud
As the giant’s children wept.
Formless, shapeless, always burning, always turning.
Formless, shapeless worlds of mist and fire existed.
Ymir’s brains became the clouds.
Of this world, the gods were proud.
But the world was made by murder
And required a wall to gird her.
Shielded from the giants’ wrath
Encircled from the aftermath.
Formless, shapeless, always burning, always turning.
Formless, shapeless worlds of mist and fire existed.
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4. |
Blackbird
01:40
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Blackbird
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night
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5. |
Mjollnir My Dear
01:47
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Mjollnir My Dear
My hammer is my dear
I always keep her near
She whispers in my ear
Strikes other hearts with fear.
Without her things are drear,
For her he’d shed a tear.
He’ll search the whole darn sphere.
His love for her is queer.
I do not need a spear
I only need Mjollnir.
Those others they might sneer
But never when she’s here.
Without her things are drear,
For her he’d shed a tear.
He’ll search the whole darn sphere.
His love for her is queer.
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6. |
The Devourers
02:30
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The Devourers
You may call us many names
But you fear us nonetheless.
And the fact always remains,
No matter how you dress.
We are the devourers!
We are the thursar!
We are the jotunn!
We are the giants!
You built a wall to keep us out
And we’re on the other side.
You may be gods but you still doubt
From us you cannot hide.
When the world was young and new.
You did a thing you shouldn’t do.
Killed the giant Ymir dead
Bathed in blood all grey and red.
Used his bones to build the world
Used her blood to fill the seas.
Killed the father of us all
So, you hide behind a wall.
We are the devourers!
We are the thursar!
We are the jotunn!
We are the giants!
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7. |
Always Me
02:01
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Always Me
It’s not my fault I look like this.
This is the burden that I bear,
It is my beauty that’s my curse
Imprisoned by my golden hair.
It’s not her fault she looks like that
This is the burden that she bears
It is her beauty that’s her curse
Imprisoned by my golden hair.
Ahhhh why is it always me?
Pretty as I can be.
Why must they all look twice
At my eyes cold as ice?
My beauty is my curse.
Ah well I guess it could be worse.
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8. |
Darkness is Falling
01:48
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Darkness is Falling
Darkness if falling
And it never ever lands
It just keeps on falling
Upon these darkened lands
And moonlight can't be bothered
To illuminate the bloody sands
It's doom light, wholly smothered,
By the falling of the darkness on the lands
Cliffside on the Kraag-scape
Brutal terror at your side
But this nightmare is only falling
Factor in darkness--you're terrified!
Darkness: abscess of spirit
Metaphorical cyanide
Unlike falling, which has a soft side
Like in love, and children's nursery rhymes
So darkness is way more heavy
And will crush your pituitary glands
'Cause darkness is somehow darker
Than the falling of the darkness on the lands
The falling of the darkness on the lands
The falling of the darkness on the lands
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9. |
Berserk
01:34
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Mjollnir!!!
Hammer of the thunder god.
Is here!!!
Strike fear!!
The hammer of the thunder god.
The time of reckoning arrives
And now the giants lose their lives.
Poor Thrym and his beserker bride
Who crushed his skull and then his pride.
Thrym never should have stolen from
The Aesir. They were sure to come.
To get the hammer back again
Over hill and through the glen.
Berserk
Mjollnir!!!
Hammer of the thunder god.
Is here!!!
Strike fear!!
The hammer of the thunder god.
And so the giants met their end.
For Loki was their foe, not friend.
And Thor crushed all their giant heads
Before they lay them in their beds.
Mjollnir!!!
Hammer of the thunder god.
Is here!!!
Strike fear!!
The hammer of the thunder god.
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10. |
Blackbird Reprise
01:50
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Blackbird
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arrive
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Always Me
It’s not my fault I look like this.
This is the burden that I bear,
It is my beauty that’s my curse
Imprisoned by my golden hair.
It’s not her fault she looks like that
This is the burden that she bears
It is her beauty that’s her curse
Imprisoned by my golden hair.
Ahhhh why is it always me?
Pretty as I can be.
Why must they all look twice
At my eyes cold as ice?
My beauty is my curse.
Ah well I guess it could be worse.
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