Alexander Bay

by Mistwalker

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Alexander Bay is the seventh full length album released by Mistwalker and the first disc of the two part double album of the same name. Alexander Bay is a concept album about my hometown, Glovertown (previously known as Alexander Bay and Bloody Bay).

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released April 8, 2017

Greg R. Sweetapple - All Instruments, Album Artwork, Production
"Adieu to Flat Island" originally written by Joseph Samson

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Mistwalker Montreal, Québec

Mistwalker began as a raw black metal project in the small town of Glovertown. Since then the project has evolved into more of an undefined metal sound with wide reaching influences from multiple genres.

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Track Name: Lumberjack Sorrow
(Instrumental)
Track Name: Alexander Bay
This small spot of the ocean
Holds a history mostly untold
A chronicle I shall archive

Incorporated 1954
This colony by the shore
Into which our life we shall derive

Where I was born and raised
Where I spent my younger days
Where one day I'll die
Where my body will lie
In a graveyard in Alexander Bay

This will always be my home
Where the shipyard's lights are shone
My roots run deep in this place

My family toiled and fought
Against the forestrial rot
And they were never displaced

Where I was born and raised
Where I spent my younger days
Where one day I'll die
Where my body will lie
In a graveyard in Alexander Bay
Track Name: Haunted Black Shingles
In the dark corners
Of Saunders Cove
A tall manor rises
Over the trees

Nestled on the point
Blackened from years of neglect
Abandoned, dilapidated
Near the grey seas

Shrouded in mystery
An unfinished project
Begs for exploration
We snuck in at night

Uncovered documents
Ramblings of the insane
What madman lived here?
What ghost still haunts inside?

Haunted black shingles
Screams of terror beckon forth in the eve
Haunted black shingles
What was discovered none shall believe
Haunted black shingles
Where supernatural phenomena occurs
Haunted black shingles
Where lunacy was bred and spurned

In twilight hours
Dark things emerge
Paranormal power
Strange things are heard

Chains rattle in the gateway
The old attic stirs
The floorboards tell the tales
Of what occurred

The sentences are gibberish
We could not make sense
Of what was written here
Or by who

I'm plagued by the mystery
The answers lost in the ether
Of these eerie ruins
In this hall with a view
Track Name: Wreckage Once Ablaze
Oh, this ship should never have sailed
From day one destined to fail
The moment that she came here

Oh, she now rests on the floor
Of these grey, misting shores
A source of flaming fear

Oh, the oil burned so bright
From dusk into the night
A sight in the cove to behold

Oh, she rusts now in the deep
Decayed the hull weeps
Remaining there to grow old

Fire!
She burned in the bay
On a grey summer day
Price for carelessness paid

Burn!
Wreckage once ablaze
Sits in the harbor’s gaze
Metal peeled and flayed
Track Name: Black Wizards of the East
Village of silence
Tucked away in Atlantic corners
Breeding black magick
In the minds of the isolated

Born into backwoods towns
Where progress is slow to come
Oppressive by its very nature
We learn to cope in different ways

Securing occultic spells
Cast forth from metal machines
Into the airwaves abroad
To captivate like-minded ones

We are the black wizards of the east
We are the sonic force with no reprieve
We’ll leave our legacy behind
Immortalized in the digital realm

We are the black wizards of the east
We are the sonic force with no reprieve
We’ll leave our legacy behind
Immortalized in the digital realm

Mystical enchantments resound
Necromantic songs abound
Forever jarring with the aesthetic of
These silent towns

Screaming loud into the night
Leaving our mark upon this sight
Of one thousand albums of
Decadent sonic might

We are the black wizards of the east
We are the sonic force with no reprieve
We’ll leave our legacy behind
Immortalized in the digital realm

This is our way of life
This is how we cope with strife
This is our obituary
This is our epitaph
Track Name: Killers
In the stupor of this small town
Wee hours when there's no one around
We drive out into the night
Hearts pulsating, fright or flight

You're killers
Killers
Killers
Killers in the night
You're killers
Killers
Killers
Bringers of the plight

You're killers
Killers
Killers
Guilty of the crime
You're killers
Killers
Killers
Without a fucking spine

Vibrant colors fill up his eyes
A journey just before he dies
You should all pay for what you've done
I knew this is what you'd become


You're killers
Killers
Killers
Killers in the night
You're killers
Killers
Killers
Bringers of this plight

You're killers
Killers
Killers
Guilty of the crime
You're killers
Killers
Killers
Without a fucking spine

You should rot behind steel bars
You should never have come this far
The lies are carved into your face
I see you as inhuman disgrace


You're killers
Killers
Killers
Killers in the night
You're killers
Killers
Killers
Bringers of the plight

You're killers
Killers
Killers
Guilty of the crime
You're killers
Killers
Killers
Without a fucking spine
Track Name: Rosedale
(Instrumental)
Track Name: Tree of Kings
The tree of kings
Standing tall on Buck's Hill
Looking out over the town
Surveying the landscape

A source of power and serenity
Our connection to the roots
The roots of paganism
Felt here in the central reaches

The tree of kings
A memory of fellowship
The silent nights of winters past
Engraved upon my memory

Where now is the prince of the copse?
Felled by foes this winter past
Now only the stump remains
Now only a ghost of pain
Track Name: Legacy in Birch
The maritime archaic peoples
No longer living
Extinct as a culture

They left their legacy behind
In the ground
Where their bones are found

Forever remembered
As the children of the sea
Their birch tree heritage

Red ochre
Painted faces
Ancient spirits
A deceased identity

The mountains bear scars
The earth bears skulls
Arrowheads with dried blood
In a wigwam on the shore

Honored now
In name only
Maritime archaic
Echoes through eternity

Their legacy in birch
The trays of family traditions
Left to petrify in cold dirt
Track Name: Rusted Railway
A relic left behind
From colonial times
Remnants remaining
Rusting away

No wealth to pay the toll
For the rails of ages old
Fading into rust
Crumbling to dust

The rusted railway
Tatters across the island
The rusted railway
The pride of Newfoundland

Gone are the days
Filed away in history
The metal has succumbed
To the annals of time

The rusted railway
Tatters across the island
The rusted railway
The pride of Newfoundland

It came through here once
Now only a ghost train
Track Name: Ethereal Waves
Time, we haven’t got much of it
Love, depends on how you view it
So how will you spend it?
When they both have a limit?

Ethereal waves
Wash upon the shore
I spent my time with them
I know their truth

Loss, time defines how we see it
Life, love creates why we live it
So how will you spend it?
When they both have a limit?

Ethereal waves
Carry me home
We spent our time with them
They know my truth

Ethereal Waves
Carry me home
We spent our time with them
They know my truth
Track Name: Decaying in the Deep
Old and grey
Wither away
The slow decay
Of waves

In the sea
Off the shore
In the trees
Barnacle bore

Dying slow
Wet below
Dry above
In tiny cove

Ocean cave
Wood bone enclave
Past engraved
Drowning grave
Track Name: Adieu to Flat Island
A short while ago I said my goodbye
To Flat Island, the place I held dear
And now I must try to break all the ties
But it’s hard to pretend I don’t care

Flat Island is found in Bonavista North
Populated by hard working men
Without seeking praise or reward for their worth
They worked earnestly till the end

Oft times in my dreams I return there
To the place as it was years ago
When the strong active men worked on without fear
Never thinking their homes had to go

On the island all men worked together
To help out each neighbor and friend
In hot, cold, dry or wet weather
They were there willing hands quick to lend

These were fine God-fearing people
And I’m sure they thanked him each day
For sending them so many blessings
That helped to enlighten their way

It’s so sad to think about, that the island
Once so happy and bright
Now very soon will be deserted
Silent day following silent night

For poor fishery brought them discouragement
And the people decided to go
To a place where there would be no promises
And prosperity they could again know

We’ll always remember the island
And regard it as home sweet home
Though throughout many lands we many wander
We’ll think of it wherever we roam

So it’s adieu to my birthplace
To the place I had lived without fear
And forever in dreams I’ll remember
And return to it year by year
Track Name: The Old Mill
Ancient structure
The old mill still
Stands tall over
Glovertown
Track Name: Willower
When I was a boy
My world seemed so big
A day was a thousand years
And my father said to me

Son, this is our home
You'll always have a place to live
And once we're dead and gone
You'll have a place to rest your head

Now I'm a young man
And I don't have enough time to kill
Where did it all go wrong
I guess only time will tell

I lost my way
I need to make a reclamation
I've lost my path in life
Because time is intimidation

Where is the house on the hill?
Where is the willow tree?
They're back at the top of the ridge
Where the specters are waiting for me

Where is the house on the hill?
Where is the willow tree?
They're back at the top of the ridge
Where the specters are waiting for me

Sure you've got twenty years
Before the call of the grave
I want to make it up
For all the selfish ways that I behaved

I know you'll always love me
This will be my home
Will I ever be at peace with that?
Or am I too far gone?

Where is the house on the hill?
Where is the willow tree?
They're back at the top of the ridge
Where the specters are waiting for me

Where is the house on the hill?
Where is the willow tree?
They're back at the top of the ridge
Where the specters are waiting for me