DESCRIPTION:
Gather The Sinners 2013 Soulseller Records
Doom Metal (Norway)
https://soulsellerrecords.bandcamp.com/album/gather-the-sinners

I. Southern Sun 00:00
II. Beyond The Gate 06:14
III. They Pale 12:40
IV. Legacy 16:09
V. Restless Wanderer 21:09
VI. Lead Me Astray 25:35
VII. Ladies of the Night 27:30
VIII. Darkest Day 32:49
IX. Mother Shipton Pt I 36:07
X. Mother Shipton Pt II 40:49
XI. Demons on Wheels 44:40
XII. Coffin Regatta 48:36

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Southern Sun

The dawning of another day
Hello, my friend
I have but one to lead the way
That has no end
My journey through the desert
Turning shadows into life
You all thought that I was dead
But I am free

The road is now too much for me
I still can feel the pain
I can't believe that what I see
Has begun to fade away
The maps we made are turning white
It's time to let it go
I command your death with all my might
My tears have dried

You all thought that I was dead
No, I am not dead, I am free
I was blind but now I can see
Under the southern sun

The tables turned, I'm back again
And watching over you
The time has come to take the lead
And I am pulling through
Tearing up the souls that walk my path
Because I can
We all rule the sky
And I have gone to god from man

You all thought that I was dead
No, I am not dead, I am free
I was blind but now I can see
Under the southern sun

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Beyond the Gate

Beyond the gate, this is your fate
So far removed, await your doom
There is a place inside your head
You walk the maze already dead

Beyond the gate, you face your fears
You won't return to your safe nest
You're trapped again, there is no escape
You scream out loud, but there's no sound

Now you know where I have been
Now you know what I have seen
Hell has changed, but still the same
How does it feel to go insane?

Beyond the gate, a helpless state
Your body's numb, what have they done?
Inhuman pain, where is your god?
The pungent stench infests your mind

Beyond the gate, this is my fate
So far removed, await my doom
There is a place inside my head
I walk the maze already dead

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Mother Shipton Pt II

In nineteen hundred and twenty-six
Build houses light of straws and sticks
For then shall mighty wars be planned
And fire and swords shall sweep the land
This is the last prophecy

When pictures seem alive with movements free
When boats like fishes swim beneath the sea
When men like birds shall scour the sky
Then half the world, deep drenched in blood, shall die
This is the last prophecy
For storms will rage and oceans roar
When Gabriel stands on the sea and shore

For those who live the century through
In fear and trembling they shall do
Flee to the mountains and the dens
To bog and forest and wild fens
This is the last prophecy
For storms will rage and oceans roar
When Gabriel stands on the sea and shore

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**ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ꜰᴀɴ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ᴀ ʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴᴏɴ-ᴍᴏɴᴇᴛɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɴᴇʟ ꜱᴏ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜᴘʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟꜱ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ**