Old Funeral
EP • 1991
When an heir is born, he is heard to mourn And when ought is to befall That ancient line in the pale of moonshine He walks from all to hall His form you may trace, but not his face 'tis shadowed by his cowl But his eyes may be seen from the folds between And they seem of a parted soul Say nought to thim as he walks the hall And he'll say nought to you He sweeps along in his dusky pall As o'er the grass the dew Then gramercy for the black friar Heaven sain him, fair no foul And whatsoe'er may be his prayer Let ours be for his soul When an heir is born, he is heard to mourn And when ouhgt is to befall That ancient line in the pale of moonshine
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
Lost in a land in the middle of nowhere Body bolted to the gournd Trunk-liquor dries in sores Unsupported on mothers floor Impossible to stand the heat Ants begin to eat the meat Trunk-liquor dries in sores Unsupported on mothers floor [Solo: Padde] [Solo: Christian] In a hour the vultures will get their food [Solo: Tore] They're just now in the eating mood Towards it comes an adder It starts to eat the urine bladder When the snake has had his lunch The head is just an empty conch [Solo: Christian] This is dainty to the tarantulas [Solo: Tore] A relay is this rotting carcass Lost in a land in the middle of nowhere Body bolted to the gournd Trunk-liquor dries in sores Unsupported on mothers floor
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
The man of Ea am I The mand of Dakima am I The messanger of Markuk am I My spell is the spell of Ea My incantation is the incantaion of Marduk The circle of Ea is in my hand The Tamarisk, The powerfull weapon of Anu In my hand I hold... Incantation In my hand I hold... Incantation He that stilleth all the to rest, that pacifieth all By whose incantation everything is at peace He is the great lord Ea Stilleth all to rest, and pacifying all By whose incantation everything is at peace When I draw night unto the sick man All shall be assuaged I am the magician born of Eridu [Solo: Christian] Begotten in Eridu and Subari When I draw night unto the sick man Oh, My Ea...King of the deep, safeguard me! [Solo: Tore] Incantation Noitatnacni Unto the house, on entering Samas is before me Sin is behind me Nergal at my right hand Ninib at my left hand When I draw night unto the sick man When I lay my hand on the head of the sick man May a kindly spirit, a guardian stand... At my side... Stand at my side [Solo: Christian] Incantation Noitatnacni
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
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