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Sorcerous Villainy
03:37
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She, the moon looms her fullest bright
Evoke her now, hail thine foul magicks
Under the moon
Beneath the seven spheres and spell seal
Time washes away
Plans are made, we summon forth
She, named on the tablets
We read out unbinding verses
Unleash curses, unleash her hell
I enter the ceremony
I smash thine tablets
I lash out, I lash out mortal fools
Arcane hate and rage
Vast is the priestess' gray tome
Vast is the pain that shall endure here
So here we tread without willfulness to submit
To harness this arachnavillain
Utter aloud to this mutant of blasphemy
Only magicks so pure and spells unstoppable
Here on the hilltop we show we are masters
To she, the creature of webs and ice
Uttered aloud to this mutant of blasphemy
Magicks so pure and spells unstoppable
Her escape from us means war
We've enabled return
She shrieks out, she shrieks out
We don't fear her foul magicks
I have dismissed your ceremony
Under my guise of all sorcerous villainy
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2. |
Intelligencer
04:14
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Terraqueous world of simple design
There are plans for you yet
I, pure mind for body do pine
Still crept towards your domain
Now soaring there
Incorporeal
A great thinker he may be
Great white beard his badge of wisdom
Ideas has he, great beyond what man should see
So says me, heed my words or threaten balance
Ideas has he, great beyond what man should see
Follow smells of narcotic flowers
And dryad's burning hair to the sorcerer's lair
Here cosmic writs gaze all knowingly
Upon the birth of this entity
Still soaring there
Incorporeal
Testing him here
Seeing end near
Your scrolls that I seek are all I have come for
Far ahead of the ages you'd be
But I'll stop you premature, I am sure
I'm raceless and faceless, these eons never age me
Your somnolent conscious and puerile perceptions
Must not be awakened
No matter am I, I exist to survive
What is known I must know and reap all that is sewn
An end to power I have so incurred
To slow the turn of your weakling world
Now I leave on wings of cosmic rays
Cold colored quasars' light guides my way
Deep, deep space is where I go to learn
Here I stay, intelligence for which I burn
Deep, deep space is where I go to learn
Keep this pace, intelligence for which I yearn
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Could it be the halfling brew? No
Could it have been the Elvin Wines?
No, but now I'm drunk and pissed
I sought the inn, a den of sin,
to find some work or better,
A pint, a gill, exotic swill,
to me it does nto matter
To sit among the henchmen and scum,
it has me heavy drinking
I toast my horn to anger adn scorn
Ah, this mead is making me warlike
Let the brawl begin
Humanoids, laughter and noise,
drinking together, slow service this tavern
An easy fight by torchlight
though I have a heart for battle
To sit among the henchmen and scum,
it has me heavy drinking
I toast my horn to anger adn scorn
Ah, this mead is making me warlike
Yay to you who has teh honor
to meet me in my challenge
Yay to you who has the pride,
the pride I have for combat
Fill my cup or it shall be your neck
Swift my axe, barrage of attacks
Red with the blood of the melee
Join the fun, there's nowhere to run,
this mead is making me warlike
To sit among the henchmen and scum,
it has me heavy drinking
Toast your horn to anger and scorn
Ah, this mead is making me warlike
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4. |
Power Word Kill
03:15
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An unfathomed fate,
Magicks to uncreate
Now a mindslave,
Death to humble the brave
No escape from death,
Words have been spoken
Into the wizard's grin, never awoken
Casting, soon you will die,
it's your last mortal cry
Eviscerating, arcanus is thrust
Pound you to dust
Spell has been cast,
Your life won't last
Unfathomed fate,
Crushed through the spellgate
Now role to save versus
Deathmagick at minus two
No escape from death,
Words have been spoken
Into the wizard's grin, never awoken
Casting, soon you will die,
it's your last mortal cry
Eviscerating, arcanus is thrust
Pound you to dust
Spell has been cast, your life won't last
Follow the other cringing cowards to death's cold embrace
Life-killing deathfeast inside your rotted skeletal face
Struggle you may but sixty hit points or less and you're dead
Nothing is left but your magical items and what I have said:
Power Word: Kill
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By Beard and Throne
04:50
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Cold, ere his throne.
Ere winter seers the flesh to stone.
As ice upon his seat,
His will black ice, his gaze blue heat.
Giant, grand-ice tyrant, stoic king of these caves.
Epic, ageless relic, A timeless axe of the brave.
Terror, blue blade bearer, beast of his north.
Power, he is tower,
From mountains rocks thrown forth.
He lobs, his rocks.
Frost giant strength he proudly flaunts.
"Hahaha, come to die, you so small?"
No, none shall pass this way.
Fresh corpses of those he's kept at bay.
Life or death, we stay this path.
Advance head on to meet his wrath.
Giant, grand ice tyrant, stoic king of these caves.
Epic, ageless relic, A timeless axe of the brave.
Terror, blue blade bearer, beast of his north.
Power, he is tower,
From mountains rocks thrown forth.
He lobs, his rocks.
Frost giant strength he proudly flaunts.
His voice bellows out over the peaks.
"To you the gates are closed."
But you defy until he speaks.
"To me respect is owed.
Many I've conquered and I've enslaved.
My wars this realm has known.
I stand guard these mountains and caves.
I rule by beard and throne!"
Charge towards the largeling and best him at his gates.
Scream as we swing,
"On!" We battle with the frozen king
Charge towards the largeling and best him at his gates.
"Woeful am I,
My beard cut for your prize.
Woeful I am,
You reach the Underdark."
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6. |
Undermountain
04:14
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We descend into the Undermountain
Underneath the icy northlands
The keepers of crypts we seek
Dungeoned cities stretch on for miles
Built around the layers deep
A dark world within the hollow peak
Enter epicenter of the denizens to the Underdark
Much here's ruled by evil
Hold your weapons tightly
Adventuring, what will the darkness bring?
We seek ye, dread mistress
Goblins, orcs and ogres ugly
Charging forth, the gate's protectors
Beasts in leather slow our hunt
Hack and slash the way asunder
Leaving behind the mutilated
To groan their last, a final curse
Enter epicenter of the denizens to the Underdark
Much here's ruled by evil
Hold your weapons tightly
Adventuring, what will the darkness bring?
We seek ye, dread mistress
Face the captors of torture
Meet the prefects of dark
Gaze at dimly lit castles
Below the world which you know
You smell her, your nemesis is near
Face this necropolis
Caves of the cursed and canyons of worse
Demons calling your name
We descend into the Undermountain
Underneath the icy northlands
The keepers of crypts we seek
Dungeoned cities stretch on for miles
Built around the layers deep
A dark world within the hollow peak
A circle of tombs to the frost-hued criminals
Noble they were from the womb of Lolth
A circle of gems, a thousand precious minerals
Open the gates to your dungeon
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7. |
Dungeoncrawl
03:46
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Her wails climb out from deepest
Burial to beckon thine worship
Our thirst be whetted only after
Her head's upon our spear
Fiends, they're fiends, guarding their queen
Your abomination screams
At the top of her lungs in tongues
Under them, under the woods
Under these skeletal woods,
They have arrived to slave whoever comes to find
"Back in to line!" A sacrifice for spiders
Evil affiliation, there's simply too many to fight
Under them, under the woods
Under these skeletal woods,
They have arrived to slave whoever comes to find
"Back in to line!" A sacrifice for spiders
Your abomination screams at the top of her lungs
Some of us, will surely be killed
But all of us will fight back to back
All of them must be murdered
Only one of them is the bitch we must seize
The gnomes, they guide us further
Further past Stygian seas
The Lichen, it glows like the moonlight
Bringing us back out the dark
The driders cross their bone-bridge
Defending what shouldn't exist
A final fight before us, her slaughter-webs in sight
Time its now to end this,
"I've bested your dungeoncrawl!"
A great trophy your bloated womb is to me
Lascivious bitch-queen
The gnomes, they guide us further
Further past Stygian seas
The Lichen, it glows like the moonlight
Bringing us back out the dark
Dark, her endless night
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It's his addiction, the mindflayer's addiction
Out from the cavern of before
Comes an ancient being
He damns his thirst; it's his genesis and his curse
Arcane scrolls, dimensions he's crossed
That bastard beast, he hunts
Cast spells from worlds long lost
That bastard beast, he preys
It's his addiction, the mindflayer's addiction
Somewhere in the shadows,
He waits, waiting for his time to strike
Insatiable thirst, violent taunts
They're his needs not his wants
No, no way, run, run far away
"Oh no, not my brain!"
"Yes, your brain! It shall be devoured!"
A victim to sustain him
Feed off the brain, drain the life juices
Devour the intellect, flayer of the mind
Flayer of the mind
It's his addiction, the Illithid's addiction
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9. |
Lessons in Deathmagick
03:36
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So it has been, is now, shall be
Learned we are in this thaumaturgy
To cancel a life with words of strife
Using magicks so old, magicks so cold
To end your time, a spell of mine
Steal your life and send you to the next
Necromantic text
Magicks so old, magicks so cold
Deathmagick
Soon hear the words who herald hatred
Soon feel their grip
Soon die by curse cast by black wizards
Succumb to evil, death quench their awful thirsts
Read they red, the glowing texts?
Burn it red, the rhythmic hex?
So it has been, is now, shall be
Learned we are in this thaumaturgy
To cancel a life with words of strife
Using magicks so old, magicks so cold
To end your time, a spell of mine
Steal your life and send you to the next
Necromantic text
Magicks so old, magicks so cold
Thsi black spell of death has meant to end you
A raging mage has memorized
to teach you just what deathmagick means
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Beyond that door lies
The greatest tyrant in the land
Arrival has at last come,
the coming of battle
Our fate to unravel
We storm into her throneroom,
through a layer of web
Littered with dead
The fierceness of her fortress, a wintry chill
She's craving the kill
The enemy of good, an enemy to al
The drowess must fall
I'll see your blood on my steel
Brave or dumb to follow this far
Warm spray of blood on my face
I'll be pleased to hand you demise
No, your crimes are unnatural,
You reek of treachery
You are filth, you are all that is to be despised
I'll see your blood on my steel
Brave or dumb to follow this far
Warm spray of blood on my skin
I'll be pleased to hand you demise
Dance in combat with teh Lich-queen
It's your time to die
Darkelf shrieks her witch-scream
Hellslut and a bloodfiend
Sending you to hell
Arrival at last come, the coming of battle
Our fate unraveled
We stormed her throneroom
through a layer of web
And severed her head
Our journey is done
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Battlemaster Richmond, Virginia
BATTLE FOREVER IN A FUCKED ETERNITY OF WAR!
A.B. Horn - Vox
A.M. Psitos - Guitar
J.B. Cole - Guitar
M.M. Davis - Bass
W.A. Tomlin - Drums
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