
The Blood Mountain Black Metal Choir : Demo I - Folklore

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1. BLUE RIDGE
The swell of valley air
Snow crested monoliths
The flesh of an heir
The breath you cannot breathe
The dread of waking up each day
The summer heat
The long nights far from home
All my bloodline bears the same weight
Of feasting on the harvest
Of the devil coursing through our home
There is no fire
Strong enough
To keep me warm
I saw the plague
Ravage through the throat of the wind
Each day that passes
The fear grows and grows
Until there's just cold
And the days just pass
The swell of valley air
Snow crested monoliths
The flesh of an heir
The breath you cannot breathe
2. 3:19
Long days
Melting sun
By the sweat of your brow
We'll get by as our home, our bodies, are torn limb from limb
Coursing through our blood is a life you'll never know
And we'll make sure it stays the way
These people; they live and die
To sing the praises of the home they know
These fingers are calloused
Our bodies are broken
But we'll get by I know
To the music of our suffering
The outside never peers within
They don't know the magic in these hills
The sweat
The blood
The love
The guilt
The stars
The moon
The wolves
The will
3. FOLKLORE
(Instrumental)
4. TELEVANGELISM
Born prey
Fall behind
I see the devil in his eyes
Your prayer makes you prey and keeps you blind
I can't help you are you're bleeding fucking dry
It seems I can't help you to see through all the lies
Wool
Eyes
Burned
Ache
Earn
Sin
Pray
Die
Die
The invasion of solace on Sundays
Preying on all the horrid ways you've ached
The camel meets the needle while peel from the blisters
When was the last time the help you asked for was delivered
Never
You never from God
You never felt relief
I only watched you cry
This pain will follow me until I die
5. CLOSING
(Instrumental)
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