To Wager Scars Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | 8342(2018) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Atmospheric Black Metal |
Labels | Independent |
Album rating : 85 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
3. To Wager Scars (6:20)
And so it begins again, the hourglass drained awaits to turn
Eroded grain by grain
Our craven order blames degraded prizes we unearth
For sanctions they will pave
Hanging from their vestments - draped phantasmagoria
We now see the callous greed that lurks 'neath emporia
Hail the man who sways the sword!
Parades clichés through the strings pulled taut
By puppeteers whom hold the cards
And plays living stakes, wagers scars
Convinced of their virtues scribing memoirs in repent
We trudge through a haze to the post, hear the next sent forth to death
Waiting...
Praying...
A flurry of blades approach
Their words of pity revoked
Claims pickings aimlessly to the slaughter
A lone survivor loaming the bane of the mire
Hail the man who sways the sword!
Parades clichés through the strings pulled taut
By puppeteers whom hold the cards
And plays living stakes, wagers scars
To wager scars
To wage my scars
And the hourglass turns marking the ended rout
I lay low rest assured one day it will run out
Eroded grain by grain
Our craven order blames degraded prizes we unearth
For sanctions they will pave
Hanging from their vestments - draped phantasmagoria
We now see the callous greed that lurks 'neath emporia
Hail the man who sways the sword!
Parades clichés through the strings pulled taut
By puppeteers whom hold the cards
And plays living stakes, wagers scars
Convinced of their virtues scribing memoirs in repent
We trudge through a haze to the post, hear the next sent forth to death
Waiting...
Praying...
A flurry of blades approach
Their words of pity revoked
Claims pickings aimlessly to the slaughter
A lone survivor loaming the bane of the mire
Hail the man who sways the sword!
Parades clichés through the strings pulled taut
By puppeteers whom hold the cards
And plays living stakes, wagers scars
To wager scars
To wage my scars
And the hourglass turns marking the ended rout
I lay low rest assured one day it will run out
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8342 - Lyrics
2. The Blackened Revelry Lyrics | ▶ 3. To Wager Scars Lyrics |
4. All Consuming Lyrics | 6. Benight Lyrics |
8342 - Album Credits
Members
- John Pescod : Vocals
- Reuben Chadwick : Guitars
- Christopher Fayers : Guitars
- Nathan Marshall : Orchestration, Bass
Other staff
- Nathan Marshall : Recording, Mixing, Mastering Engineer
- Reuben Chadwick : Recording Engineer
- Christopher Fayers : Recording Engineer