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Record Agony

by Mistwalker

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(Instrumental)
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From no deeper depths Arose sounds of malice Purest evil in its truest form Nihilistic to the point of Armageddon Incomparable to all else The most versatile of all hatred Crafted by merciless hands In retaliation against the world A world of utter scum Puked forth from the cunt of existence Never asking to be here But remaining to convey this message Hopelessness is your only salvation Realize what we were born to be Being desolate is all we know Take that for what you will Incomparable to all else The most versatile of all hatred Crafted by merciless hands In retaliation against the world A world of utter scum Puked forth from the cunt of existence Never asking to be here But remaining to convey this message I have chronicled this age To preserve this message Understand where it all came from Understand where it's all going Incomparable to all else The most versatile of all hatred Crafted by merciless hands In retaliation against the world A world of utter scum Puked forth from the cunt of existence Never asking to be here But remaining to convey this message Lost in a world That was never built for us We don't belong here And so we preach our lonely gospel
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Without a word uttered in self-defense Tossed from your home in total ignorance No way, nowhere, no how, no know-how of this curse Sanity’s a malady that from your mind has been dispersed Tell me, my good sir, what’s the price for just a look? Don’t worry my good man, this is all quite by the book The cost for such perversion is just a human brain Snuffed of all memories for some unwanted fame The more insane they are the better we like ‘em Strap ‘em in the electric chair so prying eyes can ignite them Is it just me or do my waking eyes deceive me Nobody on the outside world would ever truly believe me If I ever told them that this system is needing Because this asylum is an abusive ground for breeding Victorian ethics are a plague on all damselkind No boundaries for faux-doctoral probes burrowed in the mind Vile worlds spin relentlessly inside her head As screws and plates and bolts are fastened to her skull as she lies in bed Enter the catatonic state of the lobotomite She has now become the prized possession of the psycho-sodomite Wishing only death in the solitary cell Needed some desperate escape from this cold waking Hell The only relief comes in the form of a steel blade’s gleam For she has no mouth and she must scream Even after suicide has stripped her soul without remorse The attendants of the cell block neglect to bury her rotting corpse The doctors and the nurses each have their horrid way In the cell where she lived and died her body will have to stay But now the ethereal wisps of her consciousness remain Her ghastly heart filled to the brim with wretched disdain Her intention to haunt these halls and drive the staff to insanity Starting with the doctor for his necrophilic vanity After murdering the doctor from her residence in the afterlife The spirit wanders down the hall, her bloody hands grasping a knife She stabs and cuts and maims her way through these lightless halls And castrates every orderly with a swift slice to the balls This structure once was meant to be a haven for the unstable But all the patients became cattle and the asylum became their stable Such a horrible outcome from something who’s intention became vile There’s no escape inside the bars, you’re gonna be here for a while Every girl here suffers the same fate Doomed to die once they enter the gate Drill a hole in her head Strap her to the bed Left there as a fucking toy until the day she’s dead The public has no idea Of what goes on in here Bleed her body dry No tongue to deny When all is said and done she can’t even fucking cry Stripped, raped and strangled every day By the gods, she’s gonna make them pay Murdered into a ghost Her knife a dread riposte This clinic has become a grand tomb by the coast In this incorporeal form No binding garments can hold back her storm Slicing through the guards With serrated metal shards She leaves a hundred bodies dead, broken and scarred Straight jacket fetish Straight jacket fetish
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Are you afraid yet? Fear the pandemic Disease spreading in the east Africa under destruction Virus, rampancy The plague shall spread Consuming the west Fear the oncoming storm Make peace with your death The plague shall spread Consuming the west Fear the oncoming storm Make peace with your death The plague shall spread Consuming the west Fear the oncoming storm Make peace with your death The plague shall spread Consuming the west Fear the oncoming storm Make peace with your death Invention of the white man False claim, a hoax Vilify the plague goddess Ebola-chan, your host Ebola death cult The epidemic is isolated Ebola death cult But retain your fear Ebola death cult The epidemic is isolated Ebola death cult But retain your fear Fear the pandemic Disease spreading in the east Africa under destruction Virus, rampancy Fear the pandemic Disease spreading in the east Africa under destruction Virus, rampancy The plague shall spread Consuming the west Fear the oncoming storm Make peace with your death The plague shall spread Consuming the west Fear the oncoming storm Make peace with your death Invention of the white man False claim, a hoax Vilify the plague goddess Ebola-chan, your host Ebola death cult The epidemic is isolated Ebola death cult But retain your fear Ebola death cult The epidemic is isolated Ebola death cult But retain your fear Ebola death cult The epidemic is isolated Ebola death cult But retain your fear Ebola death cult The epidemic is isolated Ebola death cult But retain your fear I am growing stronger every day
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Too Old Too Cold speaks true to me Ain’t no fuckin’ sounds like shit from ‘93 In My Kingdom Cold, the best goddamned riff Like a Graveyard Slut I’m blue and stiff Dunkelheit the loudest storm From fuckin’ Antarctica I was born Humming the riffs from Welcome to Hell In this forest of Black Metal where I dwell Salute the black flag! Salute the black flag! Nobody thunders quite like Fenriz or Horgh With these fuckin’ sounds kill all metalcore Don’t forget to give the she wolves credit too The banshees in Gallhammer are too brutal for you Getting drunk and howling at the fuckin’ Freezing Moon One Rode to Asa Bay never came too fuckin’ soon May Dead and Euronymous rust in fuckin’ peace In the name of all that’s evil this music will never cease Salute the black flag! Salute the black flag! Salute the black flag! Salute the black flag! Abbath reigns in Blashyrkh, a realm of snow and ice Varg’s a prick, he makes me sick but his music’s pretty nice Neige makes some of the best blackgaze around I wish him and Audrey Sylvain were still making sounds Part of me wonders what good ol’ Quorthon would say If he was around to see the state of black metal today I guess I’ve told all that I’ve got to tell I can’t wait to die so that Venom can welcome me to Hell
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(Instrumental)
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Drunk as fuck on a Friday night Uncork the flask in the lunar light Take a big old dirty swig Then turn and ask your nearest friend for a cig Dancing past the sensible time of the clock To the wild beat of this blackened rock Beer, we’re all burning brighter Vodka, waste the night away Wine, makes your world feel righter Forget the sorrows of yesterday Rum, down the hatch with all of it Tequila, someone’s getting ready to fight Cider, the sweetest taste of freedom In the hot winds of a Summer’s night You’re a whiskey princess Swaying under cloudless skies You’re a whiskey princess When times are low you always get high You’re a whiskey princess Clad in leather in the halls of our death You’re a whiskey princess The alcohol scent lingers on your breath Out in the wild the distillery calls To a cabin in the woods, in for the long haul Fire up the generator and let there be booze Pass out piss wasted in the arms of your muse Beer, we’re all burning brighter Vodka, waste the night away Wine, makes your world feel righter Forget the sorrows of yesterday Rum, down the hatch with all of it Tequila, someone’s getting ready to fight Cider, the sweetest taste of freedom In the hot winds of a Summer’s night You’re a whiskey princess Swaying under cloudless skies You’re a whiskey princess When times are low you light it up and get high You’re a whiskey princess Clad in leather in halls of our death You’re a whiskey princess The scent of alcohol is on your breath We’re drunk as fuck! You’re a whiskey princess Swaying under cloudless skies You’re a whiskey princess When times are low you light it up and get high You’re a whiskey princess Clad in leather in halls of our death You’re a whiskey princess The scent of alcohol lingers on your breath You’re a whiskey princess Swaying under cloudless skies You’re a whiskey princess When times are low you always get high You’re a whiskey princess Clad in leather in halls of our death You’re a whiskey princess The scent of alcohol lingers on your breath
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(Instrumental)
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From a spit of land I was born Unbeknownst to the worldly norm A forgotten realm in the North Atlantic The first fortress against the ocean storms November frost etched upon my soul Lost nostalgia in bogs of woe Drunken nights in a desolate shed Spending time amongst the wooden dead Raise your glasses, screech them in Welcome home to Newfoundland! Raise your glasses, screech them in Welcome home to Newfoundland! Heritage is lost and muddied to some But for us it’s not been forgotten Amid the ragged cliffs of southeast shores Our true identity shall be restored Unique to this island We’ve been born and bred into a culture Raised on waves and wild weather We are the lost folk that bear Canadian scars Raise your glasses, screech them in Welcome home to Newfoundland! Raise your glasses, screech them in Welcome home to Newfoundland! True! Newfoundland! Black metal! True! Newfoundland! Black metal! True! Newfoundland! Black metal! The salt of the sea flows through my veins Nobody else can comprehend our ways Only those who dwell in fog understand The way that this land makes your spirit wane Raise your glasses, screech them in Welcome home to Newfoundland! Raise your glasses, screech them in Welcome home to Newfoundland!
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In the garden of Eden There slithered a ponderous snake Writhing through the branches Of the Tree of Knowledge from which Eve the fruit would take The serpent was the devil incarnate And for the first man and woman he had a scheme A way to make them abandon God A foolhardy decision … or so it would seem Once Eve took the apple from the branches And she took a bite of the forbidden fruit Soon all things unknown became known And she felt shame to learn she was in the nude Adam and Eve The first man, the first woman Unbridled by heavenly constraint Free to try the things that God said they couldn’t Adam and Eve Consumed by serpentine lust Entwined in the forests of Eden Discarding all of their maker’s trust The couple lay there Beneath the boughs of the primordial trees Moaning loudly in the throes of passion The primal lust made them both weak at the knees Adam gave one final thrust Eve felt intense waves of pleasure But God was not impressed by their debauched display And from the Garden of Eden he severed their tether Cast out into the world on their own No heavenly father to watch after them Free to see their carousal throughout the world And for this gift they prayed to the serpent ‘Amen!’ Adam and Eve The first man, the first woman Unbridled by heavenly constraint Free to try the things that God said they couldn’t Adam and Eve Consumed by serpentine lust Entwined in the forests of Eden Discarding all of their maker’s trust Adam and Eve The first man, the first woman Unbridled by heavenly constraint Free to try the things that God said they couldn’t Adam and Eve Consumed by serpentine lust Entwined in the forests of Eden Free to try the things that God said they couldn’t Spreading lust across this world An orgy of indulgence has been unfurled Everybody wants to fuck So get down on your knees and fucking suck Puritanism is a plague on mankind Primal desire is the product of a free mind So give in to what you crave the most And moan your praises to the Satanic host Adam and Eve The first man, the first woman Unbridled by heavenly constraint Free to try the things that God said they couldn’t Adam and Eve Consumed by serpentine lust Entwined in the forests of Eden Discarding all of their maker’s trust
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Sovngarde 07:44
The Imperials think us all lawless beasts, I’m proof of their ignorance. I have walked For so many days and nights Across the tundra lands With my sword And shield of iron Held in both my hands A Stormcloak That’s what they call me A true Nordic son Cloaked in blue The bear upon my cuirass This war shall be won Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land I was killed An arrow through my chest Upon the battlefield To the gods Went my soul to rest Before Ysmir I kneel Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land From Haafingar Through Whiterun to the Rift I fought many a foe On mountainsides And plains of golden grass I fought through rain and snow Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land But now I am celestial In the halls of the gods Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land Victory or Sovngarde That is what we demand We are Ulfric’s vanguard And Skyrim is our land
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There’s a thunderhead on the move Staring at me, from across the way it looms A premonition of my own doom come to pass When it reaches me and rain falls on the grass It tells me those who die shall live And all who take will be forced to give So who am I to tell you what that means? Get the Hell out of here, please just leave me be I’ve got my source of anger, sadness and hate There’s no room for joy in this palace that I’ve made When you see thunder you’ll know what I have done When you see lightning you’ll know that I am gone Some place that’s far better than here If you wish to follow me just look in the mirror
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Represent your soul within these woods Connect to the soil, remove your boots Feel the dirt between your toes Allow the spirit to flow through your exposed skin The essence of the natural world is within you Remove your garments, discard them amongst the trees Fall back, allow yourself to be free You will be caught by the softest moss Lie there, free, uncovered, held in her arms Epiphany reached You will understand this feeling now Give in to temptation The serpent exists within us all You must simply let Him escape You will understand this feeling now Give in to temptation The serpent exists within us all You must simply let Him escape You will understand this feeling now Give in to temptation The serpent exists within us all You must simply let Him escape You will understand this feeling now Give in to temptation The serpent exists within us all You must simply let Him escape The essence of the natural world is within you Remove your garments, discard them amongst the trees Gently caress the leaves Feeling the touch of their skin The limbs of Mother Nature Bestowing their softest grasp Gently caress the leaves Feeling the touch of their skin The limbs of Mother Nature Bestowing Her softest grasp Fall back, allow yourself to be free You will be caught by the softest moss Lie there, uncovered, free, held in her arms Epiphany reached Fall back Allow yourself to be free You will be caught By the softest moss
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(Instrumental)

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Record Agony is the fourth full length album from Mistwalker. Recorded in 2015 in St. John's, Newfoundland.

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released October 1, 2015

Greg Ravengrave - All Instruments, Album Artwork, Lyrics, Production
Forest Wanderer - Guest Interlude "Freezing Rain"

Sample on "Sovengarde" taken from The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

Title of "Those Who Die Shall Live" by Jake Sweetapple

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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.

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Greg Ravengrave - Vocals, Drums

Erin Faithless - Bass, Backing Vocals

Bobby Warlock - Guitars, Backing Vocals
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