The Cryptozoologist Lyrics
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Album | My Misanthropia(2015) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Power Metal |
Labels | Nightmare Records |
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10. The Cryptozoologist (6:36)
The Trek has lasted many years
He can no longer feel the cold
The Himalayas cradle him
He looks for the stories never told
Can't remember when he last ate
Sleep's a distant memory
Hasn't seen a living soul
In many moons of vagrancy
A science born of fantasy
Cryptozoology
Searching for the beast that spawned the myths
Uncovering the entity
Cryptozoology
To bring to the light that which cannot exist
The burns that he incurred
From the glare upon the snow
Have faded
He no longer feels the pain
He travels on relentless
To attain his holy grail
To find the yeti in this bleak terrain
I seem to have been vanquished
I no longer know the time
My memories are distant
I'm not even sure they're mine
I travel without burden
But I do not want for bread
Suddenly and uncertain
Is the thought I may be dead
A hulk is in the distance
And it plods at even pace
Then God's abomination
Points me into a rocky place
Walking slowly to the cave
We look upon some bones
A brutish skull depicts a grave
And then I see my own
I found my beast, my holy grail
But now it's too late
We've both fallen victim
To the stealthy unforgiving hand
The hand of fate
A science born of fantasy
Cryptozoology
Searching for the beast which spawned the myths
A science born of fantasy
Cryptozoology
Searching for the beast that spawned the myths
Uncovering the entity
Cryptozoology
To bring to the light that which cannot exist
The people in the mountains
Never venture out at night
The whispers in the village
Tell a dark and eerie plight
It's said that there is a giant
Who roams howling in the snow
And he now has a companion
Who goes with him in his
Sad eternal woe
He can no longer feel the cold
The Himalayas cradle him
He looks for the stories never told
Can't remember when he last ate
Sleep's a distant memory
Hasn't seen a living soul
In many moons of vagrancy
A science born of fantasy
Cryptozoology
Searching for the beast that spawned the myths
Uncovering the entity
Cryptozoology
To bring to the light that which cannot exist
The burns that he incurred
From the glare upon the snow
Have faded
He no longer feels the pain
He travels on relentless
To attain his holy grail
To find the yeti in this bleak terrain
I seem to have been vanquished
I no longer know the time
My memories are distant
I'm not even sure they're mine
I travel without burden
But I do not want for bread
Suddenly and uncertain
Is the thought I may be dead
A hulk is in the distance
And it plods at even pace
Then God's abomination
Points me into a rocky place
Walking slowly to the cave
We look upon some bones
A brutish skull depicts a grave
And then I see my own
I found my beast, my holy grail
But now it's too late
We've both fallen victim
To the stealthy unforgiving hand
The hand of fate
A science born of fantasy
Cryptozoology
Searching for the beast which spawned the myths
A science born of fantasy
Cryptozoology
Searching for the beast that spawned the myths
Uncovering the entity
Cryptozoology
To bring to the light that which cannot exist
The people in the mountains
Never venture out at night
The whispers in the village
Tell a dark and eerie plight
It's said that there is a giant
Who roams howling in the snow
And he now has a companion
Who goes with him in his
Sad eternal woe
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My Misanthropia - Lyrics
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My Misanthropia - Album Credits
Members
- Jason Hodges : Guitars
- Adam Smith : Guitars, Bass, Drums, Keyboards
- Lance King : Vocals
Other staff
- Dimitar Nikolov : Artwork
- Lance King : Mastering Engineer
- Adam Smith : Mixing Engineer, Producer
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