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Kristmas ist Krieg
05:07
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Every damn year it's the same old shit
And I'm starting to hate every goddamned bit
Of this manufactured holiday
That coerces me to give in and pay
More money to buy thing we don't need
Suckered in to the corporate greed
Try and squeeze blood from a stone
But all I want is to have peace at home
Kristmas ist fucking krieg
I'm out of its league
No more fake happiness
I'm just so fatigued
Kristmas ist fucking krieg
I'm out of its league
No more fake happiness
I'm just so fatigued
Back home again for the holidays
Reminded again of the older ways
Memories that haunt this home
Of toxic hardship and being alone
The days pass by and I count them all
'Til I can return to Montreal
I love my home but I hate it here
The love is real but the hate is sincere
Kristmas ist fucking krieg
I'm out of its league
No more fake happiness
I'm just so fatigued
Kristmas ist fucking krieg
I'm out of its league
No more fake happiness
I'm just so fatigued
Let's start a war!
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Unholy Night
03:34
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Unholy night
The stars are dim igniting
It is the night of their dear savior's death
Long lay the world
In sin and error pining
And so it shall be until the end
A pang of fear
The weary world recoils
For yonder breaks
A new and hellish sunrise
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the Devil's voices
Oh night divine
Oh night when Christ was slain
Led by the light
Of Luciferian dreaming
With unsheathed blades by the cradle we stand
So led by the light
Of the morning star so gleaming
Here come the demons of infernal lands
The corpse of kings
Splayed dead in lowly manger
In all our trials
Success prevails o'er danger
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the Devil's voices
Oh night divine
Oh night when Christ was slain
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O Come All Ye Hateful
01:58
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O come all ye hateful
Joyless and disgraceful
O come ye, o come ye to Dethlehem
O come and behold him
Dead this corpse of Heaven
O come let us impale him
O come let us impale him
O come let us impale him
Christ the dead
O sing choirs of heresy
Sing in your blasphemy
O come ye, o come ye to Golgotha
O come and behold him
Dead this king of angels
O come let us impale him
O come let us impale him
O come let us impale him
Christ the dead
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Mistwalker Glovertown, Newfoundland and Labrador
Blackened heavy metal originally from Glovertown, Newfoundland. Our live band is based in Montreal. Black thrash 'til death!
MPDS for life!
All music is written and recorded by Greg Ravengrave unless otherwise specified.
Live band:
Greg Ravengrave - Vocals, Drums
Erin Faithless - Bass, Backing Vocals
Bobby Warlock - Guitars, Backing Vocals
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