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The Rise
02:02
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Instrumental
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The Disciple
07:11
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From the forest of darkness and conformity
I've been drawn from the carnal grove
Released from shackles of deception and years of pain
Blood and tears stain my troubled past
Thorns in flesh tear as I flee
Broken and bruised by former toil
Mocked as I proceed with no regard
Former resolve no longer desired
The forest cries out in the dead of night
There's no escape you will return
Blood flowing from wounds of flight
The keeper of the forest in anger burns
Blinders removed from eyes -- new light
What is this hell that I now feel?
Simultaneous conflict -- war on all sides
As I struggle to shed the robes of my past
Naked and cold as I now travel
The new path I've been placed on
The keeper still beckons yet I resist
The call of the forest now slowly fades
Seasons of relief provide refuge
Between squalls of doubt and fear
Clothed in robes of purity -- the master's gift
My discipleship sure yet not complete
By the grace and power of the master
A slave of the forest I am no more
Called from before the dawn of eternity
In the name of the Ancient of Days
I shall prevail!!!
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Burnt Offerings
07:10
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Behold the oaken grove symbol of power
And tranquility to misguided souls
Dwelling deep within the bowels of the forest
Pristine
Inhabitants cloaked in mystery
Awaiting the ritual of fire
From ancient slumber they rise
To mingle among the creatures ascending from the mist
The fire commences in earnest
Ritual chanting awakening
Ancient spirits of deception
Sacrificial offerings
Stumble forward
Disrobed and delivered to flames
Erogenous escapades climax the night
Ecstasy culminating in perversion
As the forest recoils in horror
The keeper laughs at the festival
Mocking the precepts established
Before the dawn of time
The master gazes down from the canopy above
Judgment commences from the skies
The fire of wrath consumes
The forest desecrated
Inflamed shells of life
Stare back in remorse
Justice for violation
The unholy rape of the forest repaid
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The majestic silhouette of the steeple
Rises above the skyline of the forest
At the onset of twilight
In this cold and frosty realm
Its sister structures dot the paths
Through its twisting and turning terrain
Beacons to those weary from the journey
Burdened with loads they cannot bear
The keeper looks on with disgust
Offended by the foreign outlines
Incensed with rage he summons
Inhabitants deceived by hate
Inciting to riot and murder
He prepares his attack
The sea of creatures advances
Throngs overflowing with fury from below
Flames of hate burn in their eyes
Desecration their only desire
With fear the aliens gaze on high
Cries of supplication to the master above
With indignation the ancient of days responds
Thunder and lightning boil from the skies
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(the retreat)
Supplications answered
Tongues of praise flow
Tongues of fire
Rest on grateful shoulders
The master receives his offering
The inhabitants of the forest withdraw
The flames of hate flee unquenched
Rebuke flares from the nostrils of the almighty
No churches will burn on this moonlit night
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