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Gods of Liquid Gold
05:08
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To seek the way to the Land of Sky Blue Waters
I must breach the gates guarded by the keep
Fortress on the mountain filled with knights and archers
Standing in my way of the light I seek
How bright it doth shine
Arcing beams of light
May they shine on me
May they blesS my mind
Through the gates I go to the Land Of Sky Blue Waters
Autumn rays of gold shining down on me
Pauldrons, greaves, and gauntlets stained with knightly blood
Greeted by the Bear-Priest and guided on my way
O Gods of Liquid Gold, Harbingers of Elucidation
Grant me the insight
Which you protect with metal and glass
May I find what I seek through your radiant light
Intoxicating and enlightening, through ritual of joy
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Atop a tower on the mountain's peak
The wizard reigns over the ruins
Raining death upon all that he sees
Casting bolts of death down unto the earth
Thunder cracks the sky
A fatal flash, the madman's nigh
Lightningmancer
In his tower
Blind mad wizard
Lashing out
Lightningmancer
Curse of power
Blind mad wizard
Strikes you down
Climbing the steps of the crumbling keep
Sneaking behind the magic blight
A blade to the back, a crumpled heap of desiccated flesh
Now that he's slain, the curse is mine
FUCK
Thunder cracks the sky
A fatal flash bursts from my eyes
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Tricksters
05:39
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Planeshifting to the realm of the Fae
Stolen riches by our sides
Taken in and sheltered by our getaway
To hide among the astral trees
What you see should not be believed
Don't you dare, BEWARE
What you perceive may have you deceived
Tricksters everywhere
Something isn't feeling right
Vision blurring, taken sight
Voices echo in my mind
I think we're running out of time
HEY SOMETHING'S FUCKING WRONG
IT SHOULDN'T TAKE THIS LONG
TO DIVVY UP SOME GOLD
HEY I THINK I'M TRIPPING BALLS
WHAT WAS THIS TEA CALLED
MY NAILS DIG IN THE WALL
Something's slithering in my head
GET IT OUT GET IT OUT
All the pressure on my eyes
GET THE KNIFE GET THE KNIFE
What is this under my skin?
GET IT OUT GET IT OUT
Free me from this fucking trip
Now the veil is cast aside
Poisoned tea not our demise
The Wizard drowns the shack in flames
Through the smoke we made escape
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