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I was listening to a lot of Opeth and Days of the New when I wrote this. And feeling hopeless and angry about growing government spying/surveillance. And, in turn, contemplating demons, angels, spirits, the gods etc.
It is sinister and disturbing but beautiful. I think.
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Lyrics:
Far behind the light of day
the demons stray
the lies obey
Down below the Blessed Sun
the Devil runs
it has begun
On black wings flies...the Demon's Eye
From within the black of night
a puppet's light
shone out of spite
Miles away a wolven feast
a fallen beast...has been released
On black wings flies...the Demon's Eye
Dancing on your grave
your soul can't be saved
you'll always be a slave...
be a slave
I voluntarily spiraled into hell and nearly didn’t make it back. Love saved me from myself. Music is a part of this love.
I'm a chilled out geezer musician/poet/butcher from Massachusetts. I create bluesy and mystical acoustic rock music with atmospheric vocals. Hope you dig.