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And All Will Be Desolation

by Allfather

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1.
When they came for the others When they came for the few They stood alone Now they are come for you Splintered bodies Minds jagged as the glass that shattered That crystal night Where the hell were you when it mattered A great evil No dagger that crossed your neck You were blessed, blessed When all else was death First, the others Then, the few Set alight to the written word Down among those hot burning streets Yours not the cursed star. No black triangle on your sleeve A great Evil No dagger that crossed your neck Blessed blessed blessed When all else was death First, the others Then, the few They, stood alone Now Now they come for you Once blessed Forever ash No black triangle No turning back
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Citadels 04:45
Through the streets, through the streets To the tower in the fog Cross the trench that's filled With the blood of the lost To traitors gate Treasons in the blood Release the ravens The Kingdom is lost We won't be saved by Lords and Kings They are just fucking thieves They are our betrayers Plunge my hand into the black hearted tree Pull those mighty oaks down on me Roots corrupted with sickness and spite. Close minded, poisonous parasites Stop us stop us As we descend Into the shadows caste By hate filled men We won't be saved by Lords and Kings They are just fucking thieves They are our betrayers Once more for the glory Once more into the night Time to hit them face on Once more we ride Once more for the glory Once more into the night Time to hit them face on No place left to hide They are just fucking thieves Fucking thieves Instead of burning bridges and raising citadels We should be burning flags and raising fucking hell
3.
I hold your broken body Your eyes were so like mine Where did you go my son Where did you wander all this time I’ve been to the sermon rock I ascended the holy mount I fell like angel's tears Into the hallowed ground I built a gilded wall Around all that I loved Still your hammer falls On my flesh and on my blood god has forsaken us I laid your body down At the altar of my pride No lamentations here A shame no veil could hide My heart did not foresee My watchfires burned so low My love is gall and dust And now I can’t let you go Who is this god I served Who taught me how to kneel My heart is slashed and torn Broken on your wheel On the mount of Abraham You shed his blood and spared the ram god has forsaken us
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Blade Scrapes Agony Silence Buried beneath a dripping cross Graves dug under broken stars Virtue, virtue Buried, buried Lost, lost This is the deepest of all my scars Blinded by a low winter sun I start to see what I've become Blade Scrapes Agony Silence Cut out the festering sore Redeem myself in their eyes once more Virtue, virtue Buried, buried Lost, lost, lost This is the deepest of all my scars Blinded by a low winter sun I no longer care what I've become I'd Rather be The Devil he Than salvation From the earth I rise Shed this painful skin The relief of being a beast Unleash the agony within Beyond the pale of love Freed from moral chains By sword, by famine, by plague Each will know my name
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Night of the Jackal As avarice is enshrined In the temple of the damned The tyrant takes the throne Washes his bloody hands They wake to the last of days His sleep was the sleep of reason He contains multitudes For his name is legion Between the jaws of death We still our beating hearts We will catch our breath In the night The night In the night The night of the jackal It Will All Fall In the night of the Jackal Death is an atavist He nurtures his own kind Smell the sulphur And see dominions in his eyes Between the jaws of death We still our beating hearts We will catch our breath In the night The night In the night The night of the jackal We Shall Not Fall In the night of the jackal
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Lampedusa 11:33
They went down to the water To lay them down to sleep Beneath a sky without stars In the water so dark They laid them down to sleep No good can come of that water Just the promise of darkness below No mother of pearl No place in this world Just the slow and sure reaping of souls The man that crossed that same water With a cross and a gun at his side Oh how barren the earth How deadly the curse In the wake of his fire and lies They that cross that same water In the path of that man once before No welcoming arms Just the promise of harm As they sink to the bottom of it all There's a war that drives their sons from their sides There's a war in the land that they seek Where we rage at their kin At the colour of their skin As they drown in the tears of the sea They went down to the water To lay them down to sleep Beneath a sky without stars In the water so dark They laid them down to sleep They are Thrown into the sea Or cast out overboard Not waving But drowning And Things they fall apart In the cold white heart of man Overseers Slave masters Colonise the mind Colonise the soul Rape the land For it’s weight in gold I cast the whip And I Brand the skin And I Break the will Let god’s love in There are no apologies The conscience lies unstirred Sleeping sound on A sea of bones They owned you once We, the heirs of a poisoned cup We drank it down We watched you drown Colonise the mind Colonise the soul Rape the land Weight in gold I cast the whip And I brand the skin And I break the will Let god’s love in LAMPEDUSA

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This record wouldn’t have been possible without the endearing influence of Cantrell, Cavalera, Hanneman, Pike and the power of the RIFF!!

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released September 7, 2018

All music written by Allfather
Engineered by Jason Frye at Century Audio
Mixed by Jason Frye & Allfather at Century Audio
Mastered by Wayne Adams at Bear Bites Horse
Performed by Allfather with special thanks to Kieron Sullivan

Artwork from San Ignacio y San Francisco de Borja contemplan una alegoría de la Eucaristía by Juan De Valdes Leal

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