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Die For Me
04:03
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Back to mists
Back to stones
Kiss the sky
And still it comes
I move in cycles
I’m always here
I am the end
In reddened swear
Come to me
Come to me
The stars are open
Oh die for me
Die for me
Dream of the ocean
What speaks
In hushed tones
Kiss my lips
And still I come
I see
Wolf teeth and what must be
I see
Won’t you just die for me
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2. |
The Unquiet Grave
04:52
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Cruel is the land for my true love
And coldly drops the rain
I never had but one sweetheart
And in MurkWood I lie slain
And in MurkWood I lie slain
I’ll wait as long for my true love
As any cold bones may
I’ll lay and weep in my grave
Forever and a day
Forever and a day
When twelve month and a day was past
My lover began to speak
What lay-est there all in your grave
And will not let me sleep
And will not let me sleep
There’s one thing that I want sweetheart
There’s one thing that I seek
And that’s a kiss from your lilywhite lips
And then I’ll go to sleep
And then I’ll go to sleep.
Your breast it is as cold clay
Your breath smells earthly strong
And if I kiss your cold clay lips
My days they won’t be long
My days they won’t be long
When shall we meet again sweetheart
When shall we meet again
When the moon is full and leaves from trees
Will fall and rot again
Will fall and rot again
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False Lamkin
03:06
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I watch the Lord’s house
And out he will go
I am the false Lamkin
With a knife that they’ll know
I watch his sweet wife
And all of his kin
Those the doors are all bolted
Through windows I let in
Sweet nurse maid sweet nurse maid
How soundly you sleep
Can’t you hear the lord’s children
Trying to weep
The nurse maid comes soft
In the dead of the night
Where no fire a kindles
No candle a light
As she comes down
And thinking what next
I will catch her so quietly
Right in the neck
O spare my life O spare my life
And guineas I shall yield
You shall have my girl Betsy
She’s the flower of the field
Fetch me your daughter
She will do me some good
She will hold the silver basin
To catch her own hearts blood
The lord returns late
And the house is so dark
False Lamkin awaits
No fire no spark
Here’s blood in the kitchen,
here’s blood in the hall
Here’s blood in the parlour
Where the lady did fall
Let me be hung
On the gallows so high
While my bones be burned
In the fire close by.
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Skorum Stornoway, UK
Formed in December 2019, Skorum (meaning “I Invoke” in Old Norse) takes inspiration from the myths of Northern
Europe.
Releasing their third album in 2023, "The Forest of Ash & Bone" tells the celtic tale of Aos Si as she undergoes the great cycle of Maiden-Mother-Crone.
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