I hear the cry of Eagles
Hearken me back to a time
When men would fight
And men would die
I hear the craw of ravens
Soaring free across Nordic seas
Back in days we made the enemy bleed
Times were hard it must be said
When the winter nights could leave you dead
But struggle on, nought to do instead
Yet now when times are easier
Hopelessness grips our weakened minds
Passion, optimism has but died
Chorus:
We are all of us warriors
It’s ingrained in our blood
The urge to kill, hunt and compete
Is with us from our birth
My ancestors
They are the ones
Who withstood the tests of time
So I strive to be victorious
And honor my bloodline
We were warriors
We sailed the seas
We were conquerors
Pushed relentlessly
We were fighting men
Strong and free
What has become of us now
Mindless pleasure is all I see
Craven minds craving certainty
Centuries of labor and strife
What has become of us now
credits
released April 28, 2023
Callum Anderson - Music, Lyrics
Tom Smith - Bass
David Lanas - Drums (Session)
Blackened death metal riffs and Lovecraftian horror go hand-in-hand on the Seattle brutalists' ferocious eight-track epic. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 6, 2023