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MANILLA ROAD LYRICS
"Spiral Castle" (2002)
1. Gateway to the Sphere
2. Spiral Castle
3. Shadow
4. Seven Trumpets
5. Merchants of Death
6. Born upon the Soul
7. Sands of Time
1. Gateway to the Sphere
2. Spiral Castle
The Godess is calling unto my mind
As I traverse o'er the sands of time
I Taliesin have seen the signs
Within the muses' ancient rhyme
Here on the fall of Luxifera
Unto the depths of hell
I bore the banner well
I'm the magician, some call me Merddin
At length every king
Shall say my holy name is blasphemy
Shub Ngirith is calling out of the void
The serpent has us in it's coils
Into the courts of chaos and toil
To the victor go the spoils
Hre on the fall of Luxifera
Unto the depths of hell
I bore the banner well
I'm the magician, some call me Merddin
At length every king
Shall say my holy name is blasphemy
White Goddess
Watches over us
As gaze upon
Tetragramaton
Learn the mystic truth
Secret of the brew
Hear the call to war
The Gajallar horn
The elder gods of mystic rhyme
Have marched across Bifrost
The rainbow bridge trough space and time
Is shattered ever lost
Ragnarok
Gathering the flock
Sons of Valhalla
Bardic warriors all
Yog Sothoth has come
And the ancient ones
Nine worlds meld in war
Birth of evermore
The elder gods of mystic truth
Have marched across Bifrost
The rainbow bridge trough space and time
is shattered ever lost
3. Shadow
Upon the slab
Mortis of flesh
Drink to the past
Wake for the dead
Too late the heroes
The voices' sorrow
Comes from the shadow
Have I gone mad
Lost in this dream
The shadow casts
A thousand screams
Too late for heroes
The voices's shadow
Guards well the portal
Too late the heroes
The voices' sorrow
Comes from the shadow
4. Seven Trumpets
The whirlwind howls my name
My mind soars across the planes
The blood upon the stone
Dried ages ago
And the gods are sleeping
No one left to bow before
Our race has lost it's way
Temples lye in decay
Belial in his lair
Awaits the trumpets blare
And the gods are sleeping
No one left to hear our prayers
The ancient gods are waiting for the call
From the seven trumpets of Altamont
The seas will churn the dead shall rise again
The serpent shall be loosed the rivers all run red
Lords of the lihght awake
Rise up unto your fate
Belial's horde awaits
Open the ancient gates
Sounding the horns of war
It's what you've waited for
Rise up and sleep no more
5. Merchants of Death
Crusaders in white, red crosses they wear
Defilers of light, in god's name they dare
Acolytes of God or Baphomet
By the churches' law merchants of death
Nightmare-like out of their brain
Visions that drive them insane
Holy war inside their head
Holy men who walk with the dead
We don't want your holy war
Don't need this bloodshed anymore
The funeral pyres burn evermore
We don't want your holy war
Fire and ice falls from the sky
Raining death on all human life
Words of fear to breed in the heart
Fractured lies to tear us apart
We don't want your holy war
Don't neeed this bloodshed anymore
The funeral pyres burn evermore
We don't want your holy war
Everyone wants a paradise
Nobody wants to pay the price
Peace only comes from sacrifice
Still the winds of war blow on
So many say that they believe
Yet they don't prctise what they preach
Power hunger spawned out of greed
Still the fires of hell burn on
Blasphemy done in god's own name
Holy men never take the blame
Seems like the world has gone insane
still the fires of hell burn on
Sands of time are running out for us all
Free your mind before we fall
Senselessly the war machine marches on
Bathory before the dawn
We don't want your holy war
Don't need this bloodshed anymore
The funeral pyres burn evermore
We don't want your holy war
6. Born upon the Soul
Through the desert I have searched
For the place of magik's birth
Guided by the muses song
O'er the sands of Babylon
Through the jungle I have searched
For the place of magik's birth
I am called by what is lost
To the mists of Angkor Wat
Through the mountains I have searched
For the place of magik's birth
It is not a shrine of old
Magik's born upon your soul
7. Sands of Time
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