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Hymnals For The Heathen - Cursive

"Night has draped its cape of stars Over our small town From the campus and the tavern To the chapel and infirmary We've seen their dreams We've found the goods The fables and folly Of the residents residing"

Heathen - Wyrd

"Cold autumn rain beats down on my bloodstained face. In the clouded, misty morning sky I see ravens circle my blade now sheated tasted blood just hours before. On the killing fields of honour pride"

Heathen - David Bowie

"Steel on the skyline Sky made of glass Made for a real world All things must pass Oo-o Waiting for something Looking for someone Is there no reason? Have I stared too long? Oo-o Oo-o You say you'll"

Hymns For The Heathen - Cursive

"Night has draped its cape of stars Over our small town From the campus to the tavern To the chapel and infirmary We've seen their dreams We've found the guilt the fables, and folly of residents residing"

Curses In Cursive - Danger Radio

"Sitting on a bench in a park on a Saturday night Waiting for the sun to arise to show me what I've missed in my life Isn't it beautiful to envy their lives? Lying in the middle of streets waiting for my"

Heathen Horde - Ensiferum

"Too many times has moon travelled across the sky, Since our fathers sailed out for glory and honour, It's time to fulfil the vow once given, Forge your plows to swords, send the word, Raise an army countless"

Heathen Crossing - Ashbury Heights

"Stained miracles By the wonderwall Painted happy smiles Thrust upon us all Wasted, purified Clean this mess alright Somber elegies Of our divine right All for nothing Heathen Crossing Godless Youth Awake Night"

Prince Heathen - Lloyd

"Prince Heathen Young Margaret sat in a tower high And she's as pale as a milk white swan When she saw a shadow on the plain Come betwixt her and the sun. "Oh, mother, is it a thundercloud Or a flight"

Heathen Assault - Doomsword

"(King Aella:) "Take a look to the sea, my son Be aware of the sails the waves are carryong on. Take a look to the earth, my son The whole of England is awaiting for the terror from the north." (Ragnar"

Heathen Tribes - Primordial

"This is my church It stands so tall and proud It has done for all times It has no walls Yet its vast halls Reach from shore to shore To whatever shore You know as your own We stand as one, we stand alone We"

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