Old Corpse Road / The Meads of Asphodel Split 1. Old Corpse Road - Hob Headless Rises A wayward country spirit, with mischievous intent Lurking in the midnight woodland where all hope is spent In wait upon old Neasham road, dimly lit by lanterns glow He haunts this murky realm at dusk, where the waters flow Dressed in tattered rags, windswept and grim Beware your soul wary traveller Don't stop on the road wary traveller Sleep well in the village weary traveller For Hob cannot pass the Old Kent Bridge A lonely drunken coachman in easy prey for Hob In the cold still night, a deadly chill, an eerie call on the wind Hob lurches from the darkness, as if floating on the breeze The horses lost unto the night, the terrified coachmen flees Clothes as black as Whitby jet, a gaunt and dishevelled figure Beware Hob Headless, be not careless When you're travelling Neasham bound Beware Hob Headless, for he is restless When you return to Hurworth town Night upon night he feeds Trick after trick he seeds Until too many travellers bleed A wizened and hollow spectre, arms too long for his squat body Buried under a great stone; his woes never felt again For all that sit upon this stone; will never be free again In 99 years and a day; he will rise again And peace will be ruined; he will rise again 2. Old Corpse Road - The Devil's Footprints In the Topsham streets where the lanterns burn From the eve' to night it turned The midnight sky was shrouded in white As the snow fell silent across the town Devil's footprints... Cloven tracks were imprinted in snow Through walls and over snow covered roofs Outside the church burning tracks in the snow What made these tracks will we ever know? An uneasy sleep we had that night We awoke in the morn' to a haunting sight A trail of prints lay straight in the snow For hundreds of miles the trail did go We gathered together as the word spread For 200 miles these footprints had led Toting rakes and forks and our hunting hounds We set off in search across frozen grounds The tracks led to the cemetery gates Through icy earth scorched footprints were laid Leading over tombs and graves Suspicious minds rumours did thrive The vicars claimed aloud with pride The devil roamed the country side In search of sinners and wayward souls To scare the folk into the sacred halls I cast my spell unto the night My feverish lust an ancient flight As bells toll the midnight sins The journey of my haunted kin The selfless passage an endless burden I carry the fear of a thousand winds My steps as soft as drifting clouds From an unbroken line of immaculate creed Tearing across the crystalline meadows Past withered trees and through foreboding mist The hounds leading a furious pace The scent of our prey quickens the chase Onwards, downwards, follow the course To find the route of this terrible curse As the water widens and the river runs strong Across the Exe, the hunt carries on Of a devil like figure the sightings abound The cloven hoof tracks burned in the ground A linear trail unbroken was made O'er hundreds of miles these tracks did not fade The path seems endless and unforgiving But onwards we ploughed to seek the truth The pack moved swift as the wailing wind On the trail of the cloven hoof In the softest glow of the pale moonlight I tread my path with devil's flight As the frozen skies bleed down on me I wear a cloak of souls like thee A tempest of the darkest night I gather pace the end in sight With a Godspeed silhouette my friend I come to rest upon the end On the trail of the cloven hoof! The hunt carried on 'til morning light But of the creature, still no sight The huntsmen thought that they had failed Until a hedgerow halted the trail The hounds released to end the hunt And there the quarry stood in front But as stories passed and time evolved The mystery remains unsolved As a token of my tortured soul, I leave you now to count the toll Of the visit that I paid to thee, to warn of what you'll come to be 3. Old Corpse Road - The Witch of Wookey Hole During the dark ages, in the village of Wookey Lived a young maiden, whose name stands unknown Devoted to her lover but his actions left her scorned When she found him cavorting with the ale house whores The Witch of Wookey Hole She fled into the cave, of which the locals claimed Lead down through the dark to the caverns of hell Her sorrow turned to anger, her pain turned to hate She called upon the devil, to become her dark mage That night as she lay, shiverring in dark chambers A diabolical vision, appeared unto her In exchange for dark powers, to curse her wayward lover In return her dead soul, she would relinquish She cursed her untrue lover, afflicted with the pox But this man's suffering, could not quell her rage She turned to other lovers, that she could smite Using her merciless arts, their lives she could blight The Witch of Wookey Hole The Witch of Wookey, resides alone Her petrified corpse, lies forever in stone A'top the devil's cauldron, her final resting place A testimony to her fall from grace The Witch of Wookey, resides alone, Her petrified corpse, lies forever in stone Down the stream of sorrow on the confines of hell The caves of Wookey is where she fell I Curse Thee…. Failing crops and mighty storms I Curse Thee…. Soured milk and plagues of disease I Curse Thee…. Tainted livestock, cursed love I Curse Thee…. Fear and chaos, panic and mayhem A final curse upon young love, caused the man to flee He took his vows and holy orders in the chuch of Glastonbury The villagers sent graven word, unto the diocese To tell the holy abbott of their sufferance and plight He called on Father Bernard, to be dispatched at once A master exorcist of necromancers and wizards The villagers had all now fled, when the monk arrived He entered the cave with a candle and a bible at his side The witch was standing hunched over a pool of water With a wicked smile, a goat and a snarling dog aside "Rash beyond all reason, why commest thou to look on me?" "It is Holy Mother Church that bids thee. Repent O misguided spirit, and leave thy wickedness ere judgment overtake thee. Thou troublest heaven with thy sorceries and thy mischiefs are abhorred of all mankind. Repent; put away the powers of evil, for thy spells shall not avail thee against the wrath that is to come." Exorcizo te, omnis spiritus immunde in nomine Patris, et Spiritus Sanctus "The witch retreated into a second chamber, down Hells Ladder and Father followed. He knelt and gathered a handful of water, he blessed, and swiftly threw over the witch. With a ghastly scream, and severed soul Her body began too slow She instantly turned unto stone, where she remains, to this day.... to this day" 4. The Meads of Asphodel - The Embalming of Gods 5. The Meads of Asphodel - On the Surface 6. The Meads of Asphodel - Same Mind (Doom cover) Usual careless attitude, Hide behind an image. -Same mind, same mind- You think you're really different, But you're just the same. 7. The Meads of Asphodel - Nazi (Hellbastard cover) Your mindless chants show your brain to be dead How can you all be so easily led? Your forced with bullshit, you think it's right You'll keep your security, you're safe because your white You'll not be needed, just pawns in their game The tables will turn, you'll be treated the same Middle-aged business men will seize the power You'll realize to late your dreams have turned sour These mindless chants Of those bigotted thoughts 8. The Meads of Asphodel - Protest and Resist (Conflict cover) No, there's no fucking way That anything's going to change It depends on you and you know We can protest until death, they won't listen Don't sit back and think it will happen They won't give up what they have robbed Stand up and resist But while the leaders have caught on, we see that they've prepared for civil war While on our side we squabble about who does what and who sells more There's women with just one reason, to fight for their equality Forgetting the system holds superiority First, we've got to come together, so fuck the differences It doesn't matter if its noise or music, to them we all talk piss To them we're the sick farce, now lets not prove them right If we're to stand the slightest chance, we must unite and fight We must never give up, make sure our message ain't forgotten That's if they won't fucking stop, then we're gonna fucking stop them! 9. The Meads of Asphodel - War Drum (Skeptix cover) 10. The Meads of Asphodel - You Really Got Me (The Kinks cover) Girl, you really got me goin' You got me so I don't know what Im doin' Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' now Oh yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night You really got me You really got me You really got me See, don't ever set me free I always wanna be by your side Girl, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I don't know what Im doin' now Oh yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night You really got me You really got me You really got me Oh no See, don't ever set me free I always wanna be by your side Girl, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' now Oh yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night You really got me You really got me You really got me