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post by
dyingmuse
at 2011-12-02 13:09:30
I was thinking about how the vikings got fucked by Christianity when I wrote this song. When I origionally showed the riff to Brian, He said it reminded him of a big creepy sea monster.......So The "sea monsters" are a metaphor for the vikings. I just wanted to sing about sea monsters and angst, given the discordant relationship of the chords in the song. Here are the lyrics if anyone actually cares.
Lurker of the brine 9/24/11
Who preys apon me? with words of folly...
The sky is fallen Fallen.....
these lies are cast to... sheild their burning eyes....
Black, words, scribed in ash
As banners rise from ruin
This scorge of anger frees my soul.....
Wars, in my mind, the missing book, in the Hymns
Be gone, wanderers of the sea, of the sea
Born antithesis....of unrest, I confess
A hatred fuled by fire, burning deep within me
Discordant black religion, Reads the Heathen bibles
This scourge of hatred frees my soul....
Born of the lies, Religion took, From those times
Be gone, wanderers of the sea, of the sea
Born antithesis....of unrest, I confess
Loathing self absorbing, lifeless yet abhoring
Numbness, frozen ...inward glare, discordant
The wrath of god....Struck down apon them
waiting, wanting....The souls repentance
Watching over, With means to punish...
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