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Sailing to Unsung Havens

from The Ire of the Condemned by Battle Tales

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Sailing To Unsung Havens

The Bard :
In the windy harbor I took a lonesome march
In order to find a crew to take me far from here.
For way too long have my dreadful curse
Sowed the havoc all over my beloved homeland.

Now I need to leave for the good of all,
To preserve them from my wooden burden,
The gruesome flute that spread death, madness and hate among men.

A band of seamen approached me firm and bold,
Said ''we heard about your power and your wish to leave.
We will take you away to unsung havens,
Where the cursed sound of your flute won't harm anymore.''

First I hesitated for these men looked pretty ruffianly and rude.
But who else than doubtful marines would take a poor bard across the seas?

So they lead me to their ship, and old boat grim and cracked.
As I stood on the deck, they sat the sails toward the setting sun!

They brought me to the hold,
The place for me to rest.
With smirks on their faces
They said ''your journey has comes to an end!''

With ropes and fishing nets
They trussed me up to the wooden salty floor,
Kicked me in the belly, stole my goods
And found the baleful oaken flute.

''Now your power is ours!''
Shouted the strongest, the woodwind in his hand.
''With this instrument of death
We'll finally succeed in piracy!''

How could I have been so silly...
The marines got back to the deck
I can hear the woodwind's cry
These fools are playing their own requiem!

Noises of fight arise!
The flute is spreading its doom.
The vilains will now perish
Killing each others with thirst for blood.

A furious storm prepares.
The deck is beeing painted in red.
Thunder and sreams are shouting upstairs.
A torrential rain drops in the hold.

A violent wave pierces the hull.
Salty water fills the boat.
Trying to escape my bonds,
A windy horrifying tone tortures my soul.

Then, silence!
No more screams in the tempest roar.
Like a raft on a river of blood,
The flute comes back to me!

Now all alone on a sinking wreck
I shall face the awful storm and the raging waves
I'll take the flute to the ocean's deeps
So no one will ever hear its sound again!

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from The Ire of the Condemned, released January 12, 2018

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Battle Tales is a young folk metal band from Switzerland. They are gathered to tell you grim and bloody tales in an epic and melodic way!

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