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Artist: SCORNED DEITY
Ditty: From a Lion of Gold
Album: Adventum
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Lyrics:
The time is upon me the shaman in gold
summon the old to raise the new
my will be their breath

So sharpen the the ready
seduce the late
for you will want be on the winning team

Awaken sleeping elders for it is our turn to dance
a game of dagger's deceit to be judged
by ancient tongue
Shout at the open wounds and
mend them swiftly for it is time
holding our breath above our heads
for the arms never weary shall grasp high

Kingdom built so vast the walls can talk
Reciting the value to be paid in full

Awaken sleeping elders for it is our turn to dance
a game of dagger's deceit to be judged
by ancient tongue

Kingdom built so vast the walls can talk
Reciting the value to be paid in full
the moon shall regurgitate quiet tonight
From a lion of gold consuming its prey
Fill fast in the fields where the monarchs are to play

Abrakadabra Alakazam
hear thee well the monarch to rise
wolves amongst sheep they'll sleep on their toes

So it is written the throne to be mine
relinquishing arms to the feeding of shrines
By smoke and iron in cold speech the stewards to bow
for thee our king for thee

Kingdom built so vast the walls can talk
Reciting the value to be paid in full
the moon shall regurgitate quiet tonight
From a lion of gold consuming its prey
Fill fast in the fields where the monarchs are to play

Abrakadabra Alakazam
hear thee well the monarch to rise
wolves amongst sheep they'll sleep on their toes

So it is written the throne to be mine
relinquishing arms to the feeding of shrines
By smoke and iron in cold speech the stewards to bow
for thee our king
For thee our king.