DESCRIPTION:
ARCHANGEL's first release off their self-titled debut album. Bohemian Travesty

Archangel is all original heavy metal from Tampa, FL

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Archangel is:

Michael Brady - Vocals
George Horhay - Guitar
Mario Morano - Guitar/Backing Vocals
John Boyd - Bass/Backing Vocals
Steve Jurbala - Keyboards
Tom Klinesmith - Percussion

Bohemian Travesty - Lyrics

Acolytes in veils of fire
Shadows eclipsing the light
Figures cloaked in gilded robes
The chosen few unite
Demented! Elected!
Our tomorrow slaughtered on their altar of today
“Take this gift and burn our cares away!”
They pray

One percent reduced to nothing
Night of debauchery turns to suffering

One by one, they join the chorus
Voices echo through the forest
Not one of them will believe
What their anthem will conceive

Arms outstretched, led by the abbot
Hands conjoined on bloody Sabbath
Deep within the solemn firs
Slowly death begins to stir

Irony that they revere
Weaving spiders come not here
Hymns and rites that they rehearse
Masters of the universe

All your fears disappear
If to secrecy you swear
Forget regret
Now bow your heads in prayer
Oh, you know you’ll reap what you have sown
With me, set free
By cremation of Care

To the joyous singing of a funeral march
Our funeral pyre awaits the corpse of Care
Oh thou, thus ferried across the shadowy tide
In all the ancient majesty of death
Dull Care, ardent enemy of beauty
Not for thee, the forgiveness, or the restful grave
Fire shall have its will of thee
And all the winds make merry with thy dust
Bring fire! Now burn!

Rulers of the free world flee
In their wake, death and debris
A harmless chant passed down through time
Their lives cut short by twisted rhyme
The forest burns, mistakes revealed
Demonic wrath has been unsealed
This night begins a nation’s fall
Their silly chant has doomed us all

One percent reduced to nothing
Night of debauchery turned to suffering
Bloodshed christens its rebirth
Heralding the end of Earth