Old Corpse Road / The Meads of Asphodel
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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
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