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'Cursed Eternal' - The Guild (Official Music Video) [2023]

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"Cursed Eternal" from our 2023 EP "The Pure Dark" now available on all platforms.
LED Programming: Caleb Shamblin
DP: John Spencer
LD: Will Lambert
Additional Artwork: John Hall
#DFTG #deathcoremusic #heavymetal #metal #lowtuned #breakdowns #heavy #guitar #7string #knoxville #slam #deathmetal #ibanez #tama #zildjian #kemper #doublebass
LYRICS:
Grant us eyes
Oh mother Kos
Cleanse Yharnam of the ashen blood
Provost Willem his adage our creed
Fear the old blood ailing men into beasts
I seek to know the secrets of the divine
Whispers of my guiding Moonlight
Upon her corpse all parasites feed
(Born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood, fear the old blood fred?)
Ill
In the wake of witness
Dissection
Of godly viscera
We tread beyond the blasphemous
Senses fail in sight of Eldritch truth
Fear the old blood
Frenzy ignites the fragile mind
Fear the old blood
(Curse the fiends
Their children too
A curse forever and true) Fred
Gods
Writhe
The hunters oath to grant honest death
Feel the intoxication slaughter invents
Hunt
The night shall never end
Blood will forge the flesh
Amygdala repressed
Fear is dead
Just go out
And kill a few beasts
It's for your own good
Don't think too hard about all of this
Serve my will
Serve the moon
For she preserves the memory
Of my eternal Muse
Maria
Behold the blood moon
The sigil of unholy boon
Ignorant bliss
For insight is hell
I cast my weapon and my life down the well
A corpse should be left well enough alone
LED Programming: Caleb Shamblin
DP: John Spencer
LD: Will Lambert
Additional Artwork: John Hall
#DFTG #deathcoremusic #heavymetal #metal #lowtuned #breakdowns #heavy #guitar #7string #knoxville #slam #deathmetal #ibanez #tama #zildjian #kemper #doublebass
LYRICS:
Grant us eyes
Oh mother Kos
Cleanse Yharnam of the ashen blood
Provost Willem his adage our creed
Fear the old blood ailing men into beasts
I seek to know the secrets of the divine
Whispers of my guiding Moonlight
Upon her corpse all parasites feed
(Born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood, fear the old blood fred?)
Ill
In the wake of witness
Dissection
Of godly viscera
We tread beyond the blasphemous
Senses fail in sight of Eldritch truth
Fear the old blood
Frenzy ignites the fragile mind
Fear the old blood
(Curse the fiends
Their children too
A curse forever and true) Fred
Gods
Writhe
The hunters oath to grant honest death
Feel the intoxication slaughter invents
Hunt
The night shall never end
Blood will forge the flesh
Amygdala repressed
Fear is dead
Just go out
And kill a few beasts
It's for your own good
Don't think too hard about all of this
Serve my will
Serve the moon
For she preserves the memory
Of my eternal Muse
Maria
Behold the blood moon
The sigil of unholy boon
Ignorant bliss
For insight is hell
I cast my weapon and my life down the well
A corpse should be left well enough alone