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seven tales of savage trails (demo 2014)

by C is for Cadaver

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1.
When something bad might happen, I imagine something worse To prepare my fragile psyche, for what may not occur What a way of self-conditioning I've fashioned for myself A tomb for a lonely ghost / A most unheavenly host Three pages torn from a mage's tome, a spell that went unfinished A rambling existential troll with a soul trapped and diminished This affliction's got a hold on me, this affliction's gonna kill me But as long as I've got this blade I will live to find another day *********************************** Three pages torn from a mage's tome A spell for all the right ideas A spell for the right thoughts in your head A spell to quell unfeeling Three pages taken from the battlemage An ancient wizard's greatest work Auctioned off to the highest bidder *********************************** So I dive into the dungeon / the dungeon deep and dark With nothing but a torch and a short blade stored at my side, and I Do not fear this dungeon or the orcs that hide inside, for I've Come to seek the pages that battlemage stole back Now he's hiding in a chamber right behind an enchanted door I am not a mage but I know a spell that just might work Blood magic is forbidden but I do not fear the gods So I cut my palm wide open and I charge in sword drawn here to claim my prize *********************************** Three pages torn from a mage's tome A spell for all the right ideas A spell for the right thoughts in your head A spell to quell unfeeling Three pages taken from the battlemage An ancient wizard's greatest work Now I am the rightful owner *********************************** Now I am the rightful owner Of the mage's spell
2.
bird of war 02:47
The vulture Flapping it's ethereal wings Brandishing talons of steel Blight of all kings and all queens The dead have become the next meal ================ Picking the bones of the weak Soon we will find it imprisoned Muzzle the mighty bird's beak Roaring to all dare to listen
3.
I do not have a place to call my home No, I do not have a place to call my home But I've passed a lot of ruins on this dusty iron road Maybe I'll build a fire inside of one Maybe I'll build a fire inside of one There's a lot of piles of bones inside of here Oh, there's a lot of piles of bones inside of here Skulls and scraps of leather, hats, and empty bottles of beer I will not make my bed, instead I'll run I will not make my bed, instead I'll run It's quiet and it's cold under the stars Oh, it's quiet and it's cold under the stars I looked for food and shelter but I didn't get very far Now I think that someone's following me And now I think that someone's following me Eyes peek out from shadows in the trees Oh, eyes peek out from shadows in the trees I can see my breath but not the road in front of me Only eyes that pierce into my soul Only eyes that pierce into my soul The demons of the forest call my name Oh, the demons of the forest call my name They ask a lot of questions and they wanna play some games They say they've got a place to call my home Yeah, they say they've got a place to call my home It's very warm and dry where they've taken me Oh, it's very warm and dry where they've taken me But its never cold and I get free meals and bones to pick my teeth I will not wander out, never again I will not wander out, never again There's too many piles of bones inside of here Oh, there's too many piles of bones inside of here I thought that I could manage but I cannot fight the fear Demons are not considerate best friends Demons are not considerate best friends Do not get a demon as a friend Do not trust a demon as a friend A demon cannot become your best friend
4.
An arrow let loose into the sunset And the sun ran red with blood The hunter's spirit lifted o'er the treeline Like only a hawk ever could As the blackness of the night summoned the starlight The moon, it drew an image of a stag As the beast of crimson features shouted loudly The hunter felt the calling of the mad *********************************** Follow my path, I'll teach you the Hunt I am the wolf king! I am the wolf king! Your prey will beg forgiveness, now, listen close Fight and die, die and kill! (x2) *********************************** The father of the manbeasts saw the hunter Was watching from the throne within his plane He granted power greater than the giants An affliction sure to bring near-endless pain The hunter began cursing to the heavens, fur and bones were bursting through his skin Now he knows the power of the werewolf A lycanthropic warrior of kin Chase the night / Fear the day Guards of the dawn will only bring dismay Rend of flesh / feast of chase Predator by night, but prey by day
5.
Come 'round children, let me tell you a tale of madness A sickness, that still haunts the pages of man Not of god, no a healer's hands failed to stay it The most noxious of pestilence ever to creep of this land The trigger was found 'neath the capitol's cobblestone alleys Where the sewers were filled to the brink with a flowing most foul The waste of the rich, oh no, it was just the beginning Like that of the lunar embrace of a direwolf's howl ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Ask "how were the governors sleeping?" "While their citizens rotted away?" "Were they blind to the plague of the vermin?" "Or were they too busy filling their coffers to ever delay?" ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Plague... of the vermin /// Clear the streets with a virtue so great Speak... holy sermons /// Welcome morals on wiping the slate Apocalypse in your tirade To wash the world clean of its hate So they covered their faces with masks for the virus was airborne And carted the dead to their burial down by the sea From youngest to elder, from beggars and nobles to newborn It became very evident no was was safe from disease No corpses were burned, the tombs were not covered in soil Cadavers were twitching and moaning as eyes came to life Palms began grasping the walls as they clawed up to freedom Once familiar of townsfolk, now were the agents of strife ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Know how the dead began feeding Tearing flesh with hands broken and grey Point blame to the ignorant leaders Bleeding just to hoard enough gold to take to their graves ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Plague... of the vermin /// Clear the streets with a virtue so great Speak... holy sermons /// Welcome morals on wiping the slate Apocalypse in your tirade To wash the world clean of its hate Bones... of the dearly departed Seek no rest while the kingdom still lives Sink... sink your teeth into the heartless Bash your limbs 'til the palace doors give Tear out the throat of this rift 'Til slumber, I give you, this gift...
6.
lady of sin 03:52
Breeze licks the candles at the tables As a door of wood and iron opens in A boot comes down to snuff the life of the kobold Oh, the woman in dark raiment, silk of skin Pass the flagon of mead Full of courage I shall need For no number of words is enough She'll tear out your heart where you stand Mother of demons, killer of man Even with your perfect hand, she'll call it a bluff ****************************** You'll never, ever win against the lady of sin The deadliest feminine assassin You'll lose before you begin / necks will break while heads will spin Your soul will wither thin / the lady of sin ****************************** A scent of putrid intoxication Follows her every move Bodies line the walls of every brothel and city hall Of men who believed they had their love to prove Like the roll of the die Doom lingers in chance of try With luck, your speed of death will match your skill But this I warn, let me regale All blows will glance, criticals fail She'll be lining you up in her sights, her easiest kill ********************************* You'll never, ever win against the lady of sin The deadliest feminine assassin You'll lose before you begin / necks will break while heads will spin Your soul will wither thin to the lady of sin *********************************
7.
You are Satan's spawn / sent straight up from hell You do not have arms / no wings and no spells You have two sharp fangers / two fangs full of ire Closest to a dragon / without breathing fire ---------------------------------------- Your scales are like steel / your hide is your armor You slaughter and pillage every village you conquer While you're murdering innocents / from mountain to sea Please make me an ally / Oh, won't you spare me? ************************** King of the tall grass, oh tell us your name Terror of the forests - serpent's bane! Your foes writhe in pain / Your venom in their veins Fear the demon snake / serpent's bane / serpent's bane ************************** You are Satan's spawn / sent straight up from hell You do not have arms / no wings and no spells You have two sharp fangers / two fangs full of ire Closest to a dragon / without breathing fire ---------------------------------------- You do not want riches, adoration or glory Just limitless worship while we're ripped up and gory You're a bloodthirsty tyrant / we rejoice in your splendor The realm's greatest horror / god's greatest contender ************************** King of the tall grass, oh tell us your name Terror of the forests - serpent's bane! Your foes writhe in pain / Your venom in their veins Fear the demon snake / serpent's bane / serpent's bane ************************** Serpent's bane Demon snake Serpent's bane Serpent's bane

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Seven songs of monsters, demons, assassins, mages and rogues.
I considered providing summaries of each song, but I'd like to think the subject matter of each song speaks for itself. So give that a try. I included the lyrics with each track. Send me a question if you're curious about a tune's meaning. Thanks for listening and/or buying!

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released August 20, 2014

Thanks, Nick, for helping with the recording process and letting me use your equipment because I'm a cheap bum.

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C is for Cadaver St. Louis, Missouri

Tales from the Realm of Muerdaria. Dark fantasy. Folkpunk inspired by roleplaying games, Tolkien and Lovecraft.
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