TURBID NORTH LYRICS

1. Wolves

Distant, but the recollection grows many miles, but closer still the memory
Grey shadows lurking that sweep and carve through moonlit night
Now fall in my semi-conscious panged regression
Ravenous jaws agape - Claws protrude the sward
Denizens of the forest baring teeth and snarl
Starving eyes aglow, piercing through thickening mist to see the game at bay

Watching the gate, in wait like prey
For broken stillness from the shaded thick
Since witnessing the infants slain
Watching from a distance in helpless horror far away
Side by side, unhallowed stride
Ten thousand miles wide

Though hunger burns in all things, it's conquest burning these
Apologies dead for drive
Fleeing the scene, fleeing the scene, I could hear them sing

With dead breath of relished flesh, we serenade the night
With scabbed claw we deadly aggressors stalk the land in search of more

No one at all escapes this plague, this decimation
Running till death, set free, roaming - no one will stop it
Moving from town through country viciously to the next
Our town, now I'm found surrounded

As if on command - a snarl, a twitch - they frenzy flood for early pick
Reserve an inch, an arm, the head, secure a claw hold, tooth niche
Blood squirts and drips black oozing slicks from skull born holes to licking, lapping lips
Shredded skin unzipped, sacks of organs spill
The sickening sound of crunching, breaking ribs

Crawl helpless child, mutilated and disfigured
Dismantled in an instant, landscapes are re-carved
Buried under bodies, left in a decomposing field to rot

I lie awake, though strength is drained as pooling blood collects near severed limbs
And visions stain my wounded brain of the horror brought when the wolves came into town

Fatigue, like flocks of ravens, dispels - replaced by fear
Wailing howls fill the sky
Fleeing the scene, fleeing the scene, I could hear them sing

With dead breath of relished flesh, we serenade the night
With scabbed claw we deadly aggressors stalk the land in search of more

Where prey is found, I will be found
Alarming numbers howling the sound
The dead breath serenade
We stalk the land in search of more

2. Rift

Those who can fly: scream into airy whips
Embrace and forever crave
Beating wings retire tired legs

Those of infant wing unresolved: you fly with audacity and eagle grin
A raptor tears through worried skies
Feared king of the scape
The clouds and stars you'll own
Your blue-black throne

It happened again
The thing that artists seek and know was birthed in weak-willed blood
Trapped ability, a miscarriage to would-be gods who bleed out their chance in hell

There is deficient distribution
Tipped, hard scale
In the 'have' versus the 'want' and the 'do'
Tipped hard, hard scale

Those who can sing: blister listener ears loud and drown the arias of golden choruses, a thousand pieces
Hoarse angels, by your sonnance, shriek boorishly

It happened again
Chameleon changed disguise again and wriggled away so suddenly, who is to blame?
Abandoner, inherent by birth?
Or by hopeful, blind naivety, abandonees?

Sing up to shake worlds
With lungs that hold the sky
Don't let deterring forces gnarl and brood
Robbing us and you
Us and you

A throat does dry
Still, mute, dead
We mourn the tragic disposal, a gift at impossible odds
Left is brazen, wolfish, hunger here

Kill!

But now the pain of draining debts unpaid still
Severance, letting lives grow crooked and free like branches on the sunless tree
Time will...

3. Bereavement

Six months of joy, months of pain
Divided trials united
A new exalting woe
Pile on top of the rest

Feel the stinging, whirling winds of analysis
The crippling strain of blame and self-critique, self-abuse and wasted days
I'm tired of trying to mend old bones
Pile on top of the rest of shit, collecting

There is a time, a window, where there is time for medicating
Can't lose sight of importance
And when we swallow claws may we remember the snake who swallows whole to be revived
See what it means to starve and hurt for
To volunteer war
To realize and taste what you long for

Six months of pain, profiting
Behold with no derision
Much stronger, we bereaved
Sit atop all the rest

To live your chosen way it seems to mean to bury the coffins of other loves
There was a funeral in me with others in attendance
By way of old devices I emerged in harmony
Sit atop all the rest of those untested

There is a time, a window, where there is time for medicating
Can't lose sight of importance
And when we swallow claws may we remember the snake who swallows whole to be revived
See what it means to starve and hurt for
To volunteer war
To realize and taste what you long for
To realize and taste what you long for

I have become further from fear of bereavement
I have become further from fear of bereavement
I have become further from fear of bereavement
I have become further from fear

4. The Hunter

Ravens signal the worst
Twisted neck on the fallen horse
With eyes picked out and guts all strewn about
Frosted white and red beaded mane

Steadily the hunter plans his next move
Final fire, low supplies
Moose broth boils as calloused hands weave snowshoes
Webs of willow and hide

Evening is falling again
The marbled sky, now blizzardous, looms
Must navigate fifty miles
Plod when woken by dawn
Through the silver flake, glistening tundra to where the undergrowth dare not to grow

Trudge you sullen victim of circumstance across the snow
My freezing winds blast ghastly and brash
And moan unlivable

Step and sink, climb out, next foot again
Trade two hours for a mile
Past the trees into the barrens
Rolling hills, the white plateau

Beating wind, burying, demoralize
Seven days, halfway home, impossible

Rest you beaten down damned unfortunate in these porcelain plains
Feel my strangling icy hands that seize for millennia
When the black night sky is lit and comes alive I trust you will die
I trust you will die alone

The stars and northern lights are laughing at me!

No you pale-faced winter lord, you wont bury me dead
Your snow halts my pace, your wind burns my face, starvation loosens my fist
But you great invincible with contemptuous grin
As slow blood lurks within these stubborn veins you'll have no dead

Legs revive from your numb, crippled fold - stand!
Stagger determined!
Back track to river camp
There dry twigs score the floor
Tinder under the trees
So a fire can thaw and calm me
Deliverance, the roar

You've purple stumps for hands, defeated feet are tired
My hands and feet are able, you've only miles - trudge!

5. Stormblast

Wave, grow, spray, blow, grey sail
I come from continents, in searching
I mariner
A sea beckons, a taunting wind in cyclonic spin
Wrath of ocean open

Wave, rogue, spray, grow, grey sail
I come from continents, insolent
I mariner
With prowling prow and viscous scowl
Sail into the heart of an immense darkness

Deliver us from the lightning
Infernally doomed
Anticipating the storm
Infinite cycle, forever changing form
Sail on

The sea rises in huge darkened mountains
And your will and your body exposed
And call out darkened sun, weathered one, come take me now!

Feel its presence, the calling
Unstable-minded and forever going
Madness, the false giver of hope, slowly sets in
Cheers to ye, the sweet memory of a final thalassocracy

Through fog came, soaring
Great sea bird, burdensome
Now hung around my neck
Albatross

As sea rises in huge darkened mountains
And your will and your body exposed
And call out darkened sun, weathered one, come take me now!

Steep slope, leads to foundations that lay bare
A hammering sea that cripples
Sharp peaks, rise further than the troughs fall below it

Sea is mine
She is mine

Further sink down
Forgotten, drowned
Forgotten

6. Between The Glacier And The Sea

The plates awoke today
Deep below Elysian fields
They battle grind and seismic yields explode
And seethe and shake the earth

A deafening
Ten million trampling hooves beneath us
Where wrinkled streets upheave and hiss, split-wounded
Here vintage brick lay ruined swayed
Fury egregious
And twisting houses crack and wheeze
Which one is yours?

Loosened abruptly, the massive foundation liquidly slides out from the rooting under town
And tugs lares and penates to the swallowing pit-mouth and eager belly of the bay where they drown
Which are yours?

Possessor, which things are yours?

A sea colossus, a towering crestless wall now howls
Inhales and reverses the tide, and lifts high his brow in launch

Feared harbor wave
Black shadow lays where men still brave the dock
So near the crushing ocean rage
Timber spearks fly like splintered wind-blown needle seeds
The men on dock disperse like salt thrown
And disappear, in half-drown or sudden slaughter
Riding with debris, ripping through the streets entombed in tearing murky claws
Claws!

As ripples calm assorted bloated corpses breach
Possessor, which one is yours?

How dirtied your eyes
Sunken stare
Gloss eye dread
Now sleep in fields Elysian
Calm now, dead

7. Kodiak (Part I)

[Instrumental]

8. Kodiak (Part II)

Kodiak king
Gold shining technicolor
Thing of admiration
Obtain the boon of monomyths

Awake from winter sleep
Take in, forest deep
Aimed rifle
Bobbing crosshairs float and hone
Moving shadow that follows slowly

Bear god, grizzly
All creatures by your paw
Mount the head
Adorned wall
Blood can spruce the tamest halls

Bloody path, chase has taken place
With knife in hand plow through the vast green maze
Obtain the boon of monomyths
Grow, gain, return and educate

Hallucination from starvation
Sunk in miles of forest
Inching deeper in
Move in slow, so goddamn slowly
Look through old eyes, black forest grave
In larval stride, enter the cave

Awake from winter sleep, emerge forest deep
Wake up, take stand, welcome the winds of change

Moth wing beating

Emerge, embrace through the darkness
Bone and claw
Man to bear

9. Orogeny

It comes from the ground
The peeled and crumbling crust reveals what stirs profound
Monolith bound

It comes from the clash
Cephalic continents collide
Churning the mixed mind-brew anew
Monolith bound

Progeny rumbles in the earth
Maternal amniotic girth
Vertical, inch by inch the birth
Majesty from the mud and the dirt

It comes from the past
Strange gift of time
Old plains erode to emptiness
Now opportune to toil till the soil exhumes
Churning the mixed mind-brew anew
Monolith bound, grow!

Progeny rumbles in the earth
We heave to see as it to breathe
Vertical, inch by inch the birth
Majesty from the mud and the dirt

Germinate at dawn and grow past dusk exhaustion
An era comes to an end
End of excuse and all its many masks
An end of counting days in self-prophetic confidence
A new era of orogeny

Where high above the docile clay
Mundane, uninspired, regurgitate
There stands a bold intrusion tall
A bastion erect, growing and mountainous
Granite chariot to ride as it grows

Shrine
A faceless idol in the highest summit walls
And houses sit in craggily caves
A residence of introspection for those who climb
Unsatisfied above the birds, wanting instead to be among the stars
Build on
Build on

10. Floating The Ionosphere

Bold Blaze
Green haze
Snake through depths of sky
Shrine ghostly
Caper and twist
Dance to gild the dark, cold, austere night







TURBID NORTH LYRICS