The dark ages shall return
It is written in stoned ape brains
Entitled tribal primates
With dogma in our veins
Sacred verses versus evidence
A tiresome age old battle
Should have been resolved long ago
Still I hear the preacher man prattle
Repent your sins
Revenge for theirs
Realise the power of
Thoughts and prayers
Raise thy hand
Bow thy head
Close thy eyes
And praise the dead
Once I was young
Impressionable and little
My mind became corrupted
Neigh, enhanced by power metal
Blind faith I had
These people were my kind
How I could like such dark music
Well, the dark don't affect the blind
A single roar
Blew out the faint candle light
Consequently spreading the dark
To those who still have sight
Raise thy fists
Bang thy head
Close thy eyes
And praise the dead
This song does not necessarily reflect
The views or opinions of the musicians
Any person or persons taking offence to
The ideas expressed within this song
Should direct their complaints inwards
Might I suggest mindfulness meditation.
13th Warbler - Praise the Dead Lyrics
13th Warbler - Praise the Dead Lyrics
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The dark ages shall return
It is written in stoned ape brains
Entitled tribal primates
With dogma in our veins
Sacred verses versus evidence
A tiresome age old battle
Should have been resolved long ago
Still I hear the preacher man prattle
Repent your sins
Revenge for theirs
Realise the power of
Thoughts and prayers
Raise thy hand
Bow thy head
Close thy eyes
And praise the dead
Once I was young
Impressionable and little
My mind became corrupted
Neigh, enhanced by power metal
Blind faith I had
These people were my kind
How I could like such dark music
Well, the dark don't affect the blind
A single roar
Blew out the faint candle light
Consequently spreading the dark
To those who still have sight
Raise thy fists
Bang thy head
Close thy eyes
And praise the dead
This song does not necessarily reflect
The views or opinions of the musicians
Any person or persons taking offence to
The ideas expressed within this song
Should direct their complaints inwards
Might I suggest mindfulness meditation.
It is written in stoned ape brains
Entitled tribal primates
With dogma in our veins
Sacred verses versus evidence
A tiresome age old battle
Should have been resolved long ago
Still I hear the preacher man prattle
Repent your sins
Revenge for theirs
Realise the power of
Thoughts and prayers
Raise thy hand
Bow thy head
Close thy eyes
And praise the dead
Once I was young
Impressionable and little
My mind became corrupted
Neigh, enhanced by power metal
Blind faith I had
These people were my kind
How I could like such dark music
Well, the dark don't affect the blind
A single roar
Blew out the faint candle light
Consequently spreading the dark
To those who still have sight
Raise thy fists
Bang thy head
Close thy eyes
And praise the dead
This song does not necessarily reflect
The views or opinions of the musicians
Any person or persons taking offence to
The ideas expressed within this song
Should direct their complaints inwards
Might I suggest mindfulness meditation.
Writer: Alex Schwalb
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid