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Loyal To The Soil

by Wolf King

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1.
Hail the Ash 04:32
Wake now from eternal sleep. The throne has called upon the burning flame to grant its way. The sword has come to claim its wrath Hail the ash Ash falls upon us as the embers rise all hail the fire that transcends demise. The ever watching eyes have turned away to see what wakes and claim its stake. The falling rain. The rising flame. the light ignites the weeping sky.
2.
Further 04:02
Splinters and teeth. Haven of stillness and bone. Deeper into the proving ground. Only the dead are kings. Forfeit your strife for the sword is the lord of the sheep. Let the bones of my foes turn to embers in the flames. From the womb as a waking fawn, creep forth in the bleeding dawn. No mercy for the weary. No mercy for the weak. Tear the head from the snake. No mercy. Serpents gather in the presence of their doom. Further into stillness.
3.
Claim your crown, King of the Soil. Worms and roots rot with endless toil. I remain a mortal slave to quench the thirst of the reapers glaive who’s harvest never fails As the hammer meets the nail. Loyal to the Soil. Spell of unforgiving grasp separates the weakest form. Beyond all who breathe the mist, mortal scars ceasing to exist. Draw upon the fragile threads of wilted tapestry. Called back to the soil again. Another fading soul departs in disdain.
4.
Light of the waning moon, through the twisting of the roots, through the dirt that I embrace, to thy final resting place.
5.
Nothing is lost for long, nothing dissolves in this world. All is found in time. All is reborn in this realm. I am ripped apart, seam by seam, dream by dream. Unraveling. thread by thread, string by string. Never letting go, slipping into sleep. Only tears can rend enduring bonds we meet. What was always there is removed from me, only a memory. No one is safe from grief. No one is safe from grief. No one is spared from sorrows reach. The earth no longer bears its fruit. Decomposition has assumed its rule. I am numb to its gentle breath as it guides me through the veil.
6.
All are prey in the eyes of the wild. All are slaves to the pillars of woe. Arrow and bone woven as one in a cloak of red, truly worthy of the dead. I long to take the form, molded by the sword. Claiming life by the fist, followed by the abyss. I’ve tasted fear. I’ve tasted hate. Nothing in this world’s ever worth its weight. I’ve tasted love. I’ve tasted fate. There is nothing left to take Nothing left to take. Nothing left for me. Nothing left to taste. Nothing in this world’s ever worth its weight. Blessed is the worm who feeds upon the heart of the beast.
7.
Burn to cinder in my mouth. Searing tongue of iron marks forever. None have felt the fury of the raging fire. Breather of terror, bringer of war. Burn away the weakness. Born in ruin, sewn in spite. The sun son has bled its final light. Into darkness I ride. I will not wither. I will not die. Deny decay, embrace true strength. Accelerate. Rise from the ashes of thy grave. Forged from the souls of the depraved. Inhale the breath of the defeated. Thrust my devotion into the heart of the beast.
8.
Betrayer 04:45
I feel the dead stir beneath my creeping feet. I feel a chill in the air always haunting. Biting and scratching , teeth of the gnashing tearing through the veil with a mouth full of nails. I smell the fear of my foes. Fill my grail with the blood of their throats. In the darkness they will tell you lies. Never underestimate a cunning serpent in disguise. Where they stand the land will bleed. Rend the snake from its spine. Tendrils of corruption tangled like a vine. Betrayer of the flock. never redeemed, forever lost. The hunter of wolves, slain by the manipulation of fools. Royalty is not of rubies and gold, but of how many crowns I have taken for my own. The sun will never rise on a kingdom of spies. You can always tell the coward by the gleam in their eyes.
9.
Mortals I 03:29
Once again an echo repeats in the wind. Forever drawn to this place where time stands meaningless. I am obscured from sight Lead me beyond this path of doom. I long to breath with lungs devoid of sorrow and gloom. Annihilation of the transgression. Peering into solace, when all has failed to redeem the warmth of light. Now I’ve reached the end and I’m never turning back. Finally I shed the coat of drowning dread that clothed my back. Long awaited heir, merely a grain of sand upon an infinite throne.
10.
Mortals II 02:34
Twisting mortal worm, rot with treachery, weeping tears of blood at the foot of the king. Consecrate your crown, rise to your knee, except the end. For you came to me biting, scratching, noise to the wind.
11.
Rise from the shallows. Shed thy cloak of scales. No longer will we crawl through the dirt. No longer will we slither amongst the worms. All is lost to the wrath of time. All is lost to the sound. A drifting corpse sinks into the sea of doom. All that has come to pass, a flicker of light in an ocean of moons. Fate circles overhead. Destiny is the vulture that looms. We are the flock of the royal womb, sworn in by the blood of the herd.

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released April 27, 2018

Produced, mixed and mastered by Cody Fuentes at Rapture Recordings.
Artwork by Jacob Broughton

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