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Forest Spell
03:52
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AS I PUSH THROUGH BRANCH AND LEAF, I FEEL A CALM AND COOL RELIEF
MY HEART NOW QUIETENS IN FOREST STILL AS IT TAKES AWAY, THE SICK AND ILL
FEET NOW FALL ON MUDDY EARTH, MY LIMBS NOW WARMED AS IF BY HEARTH
AWAY FROM ALL AND NOW AT PEACE, NOW I KNOW WHAT TO BELIEVE
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HEAR MY CALL AND HEAR MY CRY
TO THE TREES UP FROM THE SKY
NOW I PROMISE, NOW I TELL
DELIVER NOW, YOUR FOREST SPELL
THE MAGIC OF THE DRYADS TALL, CREATURES THAT DWELL IN CREVICE SMALL
THOSE OF LAND AND BEASTS OF SKY THAT HAVE THS SKILL TO RUN AND FLY
I WISH TO THINK AND FEEL IT ALL FROM DEEPEST BIRTH TO HIGHEST FALL
GRANT ME NOW MY DESTINY AND DELIVER-O THAT SPELL TO ME
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HEAR MY CALL AND HEAR MY CRY
TO THE TREES UP FROM THE SKY
NOW I PROMISE, NOW I TELL
DELIVER NOW, YOUR FOREST SPELL
DAUGHTERS OF GAIA, MOTHER EARTH
I OFFER THIS, FOR OUR REBIRTH
NYMPH OF TREES TO YOU WE PLEAD
GRANT THE SPELL AND SET US FREE!
-CHORUS-
HEAR MY CALL AND HEAR MY CRY
TO THE TREES UP FROM THE SKY
NOW I PROMISE, NOW I TELL
DELIVER NOW, YOUR FOREST SPELL
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Wunderbar Troll
05:16
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DEEP IN THE FORESTS OF GERMANY, LAYING HIDDEN AND UNSEEN
WHERE NOT MANY HAVE TRAVELLED AND FEW HAVE EVER BEEN
THERE IS A TROLL THERE THAT THE LOCALS CURSE AND FEAR BUT HIS GREATEST CRIME IS THAT OF DRINKING ALL THEIR BEER
THERE IS NO DEATH HERE AND THERE IS NO TOLL
WELCOME TO THE LAIR OF THE WUNDERBAR TROLL
-CHORUS-
SLEEPING ALL NIGHT AND DRINKING ALL DAY
LAYING AND RESTING IN BEDS MADE OF HAY
COME JOIN ME FRIEND IN SINGING THIS SONG
AND WE’LL DANCE 'ROUND FIRES ALL WINTER LONG WUNDERBAR TROLL!
ONE NIGHT THE LOCALS PLOTTED AGAINST THE TROLL THEY WRONGLY HATE
THEY DECIDED THAT THIS BE THE NIGHT THEY SURELY SEAL HIS FATE
GATHERING KNIVES AND FARMING TOOLS THEY MARCHED INTO THE NIGHT
NOW UNTO THE TROLL OF WONDER THEY WREAK THEIR HELLISH MIGHT
THERE IS SOON TO BE DEATH HERE HE WILL PAY THE TOLL NONE OF THEM SHALL MOURN YOU, OH WUNDERBAR TROLL
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SLEEPING ALL NIGHT AND DRINKING ALL DAY
LAYING AND RESTING IN BEDS MADE OF HAY
COME JOIN ME FRIEND IN SINGING THIS SONG
AND WE’LL DANCE 'ROUND FIRES ALL WINTER LONG WUNDERBAR TROLL!
AND AS THEY ENTERED INTO HIS HOME FLAYING FLESH AND BREAKING BONE
THEY STRUCK HIM, UNTIL HE COULDN'T SCREAM
AND KICKING HIS CORPSE AND SMASHING HIS SKULL NOW BEGINS A TROLLISH CULL
THE START FROM MAN SHALL NOW SOON BE THEIR END
SLEEP NOW MY FRIEND AS YOUR SOUL RESTS IN HELL
TROLL ANGELS SINGING YOUR FINAL FAREWELL
NOW WE WILL JOIN YOU IN SINGING THIS SONG
AND WE WILL REMEMBER YOU ALL WINTER LONG
WUNDERBAR TROLL!
WE WILL REMEMBER YOU
WUNDERBAR TROLL!
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Twa Corbies
02:40
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AS I WAS WALKING A' ALANE
I HEARD TWA CORBIES MAKIN' A MANE
THE TANE UNTAE THE TITHER DID SAY,
WHAUR SAIL WE GANG AND DINE THE DAY,
O WHAUR SAIL WE GANG AND DINE TODAY?
T'S IN AHINT YON AULD FAIL DYKE
I WOT THERE LIES A NEW SLAIN KNIGHT
AND NAEBODY KENS THAT HE LIES THERE-O
BUT HIS HAWK AND HIS HOUND, AND HIS LADY FAIR, O
BUT HIS HAWK AND HIS HOUND, AND HIS LADY FAIR
HIS HOUND IS TO THE HUNTING GANE
HIS HAWK TO FETCH THE WILD-FOWL HAME
HIS LADY TA'EN ANOTHER MATE-O
SO WE MAY MAKE OUR DINNER SWATE, O
SO WE MAY MAKE OUR DINNER SWATE
YE'LL SIT ON HIS WHITE HAUSE-BANE
AND I'LL PIKE OOT HIS BONNY BLUE E'EN
AND WITH A LOCK O' HIS GOLDEN HAIR-O
WE'LL THEEK OUR NEST WHEN IT GROWS BARE, O
WE'LL THEEK OUR NEST WHEN IT GROWS BARE
THERE'S MONY A ANE FOR HIM MAKS MANE
BUT NANE SAIL KEN WHERE HE HATH GANE
O'ER HIS WHITE BONES WHEN THEY LIE BARE-O
THE WIND SAIL BLOW FOR EVERMAIR, O
THE WIND SAIL BLOW FOR EVERMAIR
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Scarborough Fair
04:37
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ARE YOU GOING TO SCARBOROUGH FAIR?
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME...
REMEMBER ME TO A GIRL WHO LIVES THERE
IF SHE WOULD BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE...
TELL HER TO FIND ME AN ACRE OF LAND
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME...
BETWEEN THE SEA AND THE SILVER SAND
IF SHE WOULD BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE...
TELL HER TO PLOUGH IT WITH A DANDELION THORN
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME...
AND SOW THE FIELD WITH SPIRITS UNBORN
IF SHE WOULD BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE...
TELL HER TO REAP IT WITH A SICKLE OF LEATHER
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME...
AND GATHER IT ALL IN FLOWERS OF HEATHER
IF SHE WOULD BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE...
TELL HER TO WEAVE IT ON UNICORN BONE
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME...
AND DYE IT RED WITH THE BLOOD OF OLD STONE
IF SHE WOULD BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE...
TELL HER TO MAKE ME A FUNERAL SHIRT
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME...
WITH THE STITCHES ALL OF GRAVEYARD DIRT
IF SHE WOULD BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE...
TELL HER TO FIND ME WHERE THE BANSHEE SINGS
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME...
THEN FLY TO ME ON ANGEL WINGS
THEN SHE WOULD BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE...
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LO THE TALE OF SIR MERRIGOLD
WHOSE WIVES TO SLAVERY WERE SOLD
SERVANTS BEAT LIKE CHUNKS OF MEAT
LIFE LIKE GOLD HE WOULD HOLD
ONE DAY HUNTING HE WAS
TRIPPING, STRUMBLING WITH PAUSE
OFF HIS HORSE A BOAR WOULD KNOCK
AND THE LOCAL TROLL INDEED SAW
HIS MEN THEY FOUGHT TO SAVE HIM
BUT FOLLY WAS THEIRS TO TRY WIN
MERRIGOLD HE THEN WOULD HOLD
AND TAKE BACK TO DARK CAVE WITHIN
FIRST HE CUT OFF BOTH HANDS
THE KNIGHT THEN SCREAMED WITH SUBSTANCE
THEN HE ATE A TOE OR TWO
AND FILLED THE SIR WITH HIS OWN LANCE
MERRIGOLD, MERRIGOLD WHAT A LIFE YOU LIVED
COULD HAVE LIVED A LITTLE MORE WITH A WHOLE LOT LESS OF SIN
MERRIGOLD, MERRIGOLD WHAT COLOR DO YOU BLEED
THE SAME AS THOSE WHO FELT YOUR STING SO NOW A TROLL YOU FEED
LO THE TALE OF SIR MERRIGOLD
WHO FED A HUNGRY CAVE TROLL
WITH HIS GREED HE TRIED TO PLEAD
BUT NOW HIS TALE IS TOLD!
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Ogrelord
03:46
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HAVE YOU HEARD THE SWEETEST SOUND OF BOOT ON BROKEN BONE
FOR IT SHALL SING ACROSS THE HILLS SHOULD YOU EVER FIND MY HOME
HAVE YOU EVER SMELT THE GORGEOUS SCENT OF BLOOD AND FLESH DECAYED
FOR PUNGENT SHALL IT FILL THE AIR IF YOU LINGER IN MY CAVE
KNIGHTS A-BOLD, CROSS WINTERS COLD TO FIND ME IN MY LAIR
A SIMPLE OGRE TALL AND PROUD NOW CROUCHED AND NAKED BARE
SITTING STILL IN SOLITUDE, PLOTTING IN THE MIST
INFECTIOUS IS A MIND OF RAGE, GROWING LIKE A CYST
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OGRELORD, OGRELORD SWING YOUR CLUB SO GREAT
OGRELORD THE ONLY LORD TO RULE ACROSS THE PLAINS
OGRELORD, OGRELORD WE’LL MAKE AN ARMY TRUE
OGRELORD NO MORE ALONE WE’LL CONQUER MAN FOR YOU
GIVE THE GOBLINS KNIVES TO USE AS SWORDS WITH WHICH THEY’LL SLAY
USING PLATES AS SHIELDS SO THEY’LL SHATTER AS THEY BREAK
ORCS TO MOVE ACROSS THE FRONT MEET ARROWS FACE TO FACE
TROLLS THROW ROCK FROM UP ABOVE AT KNIGHTS WHO TRY AND BRACE
STORM THE CASTLE FROM THE FRONT AND LIFT OUR BANNER HIGH
OGRELORD YOUR NAME IS CALLED, ECHOED ACROSS THE SKY
SITTING STILL IN SOLITUDE, PLOTTING IN THE MIST
INFECTIOUS IS A MIND OF RAGE, GROWING LIKE A CYST
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OGRELORD, OGRELORD SWING YOUR CLUB SO GREAT
OGRELORD THE ONLY LORD TO RULE ACROSS THE PLAINS
OGRELORD, OGRELORD WE’LL MAKE AN ARMY TRUE
OGRELORD NO MORE ALONE WE’LL CONQUER MAN FOR YOU
LADIES AND GENTLEMAGGOTS, PRESIDING OVER THE COURT TODAY
OGRELORD HIGGENBOTTOM THE THIRD, HERE HE COMES
MY FIRST DECREE: ALL FLIES SHALL DIE
MY SECOND DECREE: ALL GOBLINS MUST LIE
MY THIRD DECREE: ORC ARMOUR WILL BE GREEN
MY FOURTH DECREE: ALL TROLLS WILL BE MEAN
MY FIFTH DECREE: OGRELORD IS MY NAME
MY SIXTH DECREE: ALL MAN WILL FEEL MUCH PAIN
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OGRELORD, OGRELORD SWING YOUR CLUB SO GREAT
OGRELORD THE ONLY LORD TO RULE ACROSS THE PLAINS
OGRELORD, OGRELORD WE’LL MAKE AN ARMY TRUE
OGRELORD NO MORE ALONE WE’LL CONQUER MAN FOR YOU
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For What We Leave Behind
07:34
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THE OPEN SEAS ARE CALLING FOR ME
ASKING ME TO SAIL THEIR GLORY
I LOOK HIGH TO WOODEN MAST
AND HURRY TO THE GANGPLANK FAST
I HOLD MY WIFE AND CHILD TIGHTLY
THE TIME TO GO HAS COME NOW FINALLY
THE TEARS FLOW FROM THEIR CRYSTAL EYES
AS THE RAIN FALLES HIGH FROM THE-
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SKYWARD WE SAIL AGAINST THE WIND
FOR GLORY WE HOPE TO FIND
TO REMEMBER ONE LAST TIME FOR WHAT WE LEAVE
FOR WHAT WE LEAVE BEHIND
WE SEEK OUR GOLD AND TREASURE CHESTS
IN FOOLISH FIGHTS AND ON DARING QUESTS
I LOOK UP TO THAT CROW’S NEST HIGH
REMEMBER NOW THAT LAST GOODBYE
THE SEAS RUST AT OUR WICKED BLADES
GAMBLE ON DECK WITH THE ACE OF SPADES
IS THIS THE LIFE THAT I CHOSE TO TRY
AS GREY CLOUDS ARE FORMING ON THE-
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SKYWARD WE SAIL AGAINST THE WIND
FOR GLORY WE HOPE TO FIND
TO REMEMBER ONE LAST TIME FOR WHAT WE LEAVE
FOR WHAT WE LEAVE BEHIND
I LEFT MY HOME, I LEFT MY LIFE
MY WONDROUS SON, MY LOVING WIFE
THE GALLOWS AWAIT ON MY RETURN
I HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO SAIL
I’LL LIVE FOR THEM I’LL DIE FOR THEM
RIGHT FROM THE START, UNTIL THE END
I’LL SEE THEM ON THE OTHER SIDE
OF SHALLOW WATERS END
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SKYWARD WE SAIL AGAINST THE WIND
FOR GLORY WE HOPE TO FIND
TO REMEMBER ONE LAST TIME FOR WHAT WE LEAVE
FOR WHAT WE LEAVE BEHIND
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Beast of the Billabong
03:41
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SEARCH THE BILLABONG FAR AND WIDE
IT’S NOW, WE’RE SEARCHING FOR BUNYIP HIDE
WE SHALL NOT REST ANYMORE THIS NIGHT
FOR BY THE MORN ONE OF US WILL HAVE DIED
KIANPRATY YOU STALK THE LANDS
BORN FROM BUNJIL, THE GREAT MYTHIC MAN
COME FROM DEPTHS TO TAKE MY SOUL
TO THE DEEP MY BODY WILL FALL
BUNYIPS COME TO TAKE OUR SOULS!
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FEAST ON DAMPER MADE FROM FLESH
WITCHETTY GRUBS THAT REEK OF DEATH
BUSHMEN HEAR ME DO NOT TREAD
OR ELSE YOU’LL BE BUSH TUCKER INSTEAD
OUT OF THE MURRAY I NOW RISE
TO CRUSH YOUR SKULL AND GOBBLE YOUR EYES
BUSHMEN FEAR ME AND MY SONG
OR YOU’LL FIND YOUR END IN MY BILLABONG
CRUSH HIS TUSKS AND SHATTER HIS CLAWS
GO MY RANGERS, DO NOT PAUSE
WE WILL END THE BEAST THIS NIGHT
FOR BY THE MORN ONE OF US WILL HAVE DIED
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FEAST ON DAMPER MADE FROM FLESH
WITCHETTY GRUBS THAT REEK OF DEATH
BUSHMEN HEAR ME DO NOT TREAD
OR ELSE YOU’LL BE BUSH TUCKER INSTEAD
OUT OF THE MURRAY I NOW RISE
TO CRUSH YOUR SKULL AND GOBBLE YOUR EYES
BUSHMEN FEAR ME AND MY SONG
OR YOU’LL FIND YOUR END IN MY BILLABONG
BUNYIPS COME TO TAKE OUR SOUL TONIGHT!
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