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The title track from the album “Sworn to the Black“ by Liam Morrison. The song Sworn to the Black is inspired by stories and legends surrounding the Hellfire Club of Ireland. Sworn to the Black is a progressive death metal album with cinematic influences. The lyrics focus on themes/stories taken from Celtic/Irish folklore and legends. released March 1, 2024 Liam Morrison: Electric Guitar, Bass, Synths/SFX, Drum Programming, Lyrics, Vocal Arrangement, Mixing and Mastering, Cover Art. Vocals: Alethophobia @alethophobia777?si=lUfdrOK5bSpd1EUi Video Edit: Liam Morrison Produced by Liam Morrison Bandcamp: Spotify: Apple Music: LYRICS: Destruction of the stone cairn The passage was disturbed Ancient stones stolen away From the neolithic tomb A grave monument to terror Standing still erect A grave monument to terror By the labor of a ghosty architect Sworn to the black They pledged their souls to him Sworn to the black Seven years hence Sworn to the black His seat is always open Sworn to the Black His hand is always waiting The owner in his fortress Nightly does he stalk the halls Moving through the dark His swarthy eyes Sunken deep in shadow One night he failed to notice A stranger within the walls It’s presence unannounced It moved in silence down the hall In the heart of the lodge The owner’s fair daughter Writhing in her chamber Succumbing to Nightmare terror She awoke To the sound of the dawn She awoke To the sound of the dawn Silent In it’s truth Purity begone Defiled In her sleep The flowers In her garden wilt and weep A child of the night Born upon the witching hour With eyes foretold of horrors Disgusted by it’s existence Her father shut them in the walls The infant’s mummified corpse Laid low behind the mantle The golden dawn Lay within her arms The golden dawn Lay within her arms Sworn to the black They pledged their souls to him Sworn to the black Seven years hence Sworn to the black His seat is always open Sworn to the Black His hand is always waiting Practitioners of black magic Gathered round within the walls Drunken merriment and folly Sadistic rituals Desecration of the Bible Perverse acts of brutal violence Black cats watch sitting idle Ritualistic sacrifice A chime for those poor souls strikes thrice Ritualistic sacrifice Virgins baptized by the fire Their bodies bound to the pyre Black mass Held in his name Demonic Prowess grows in power Lightning Illuminates the sky Shining in the void Cracked open wide A man arrived Cloaked in shadow Gilded coins in hand He joined them at the table Deceiver of the land One man went flush His fallen card upon the floor While outstretched his gaze was struck Two hooves below the strangers core A wicked laugh bellowed forth Let loose ablaze of fire light The ceiling overhead Torched blacker than starless night #Sworntotheblack #Deathmetal
