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Farewell To The Old West
05:00
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December 5th, 1916, the end of an era
Jarbridge, Nevada, one dead and four thousand gone
A robbery of stagecoach again
Off with the treasure, buried forever
A promise of freedom couldn't unlock his tongue
Never again would a stagecoach be robbed
The old ways were dying, the new ways beginning
New evidence used to convict
The Old West had seen its time, and it would never return
Once the mystery is gone
A new thing must be explored
The West that we knew, dead and gone, territories are states
Systems that we create die
Nothing that we build will last
Modernity becomes ancient
Leaves a trail of waste in its path
Unforgiving are the sands of time
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Orb
07:08
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Three went in, one came out
My companions, young, strong, and I faced something unusual
It was from another world, and its name is not pronounceable by human tongue
But I got the orb
Unfortunately, my companions saw it with their own eyes
They are gone, there’s nothing left of them
But I have it, and I know it is the key to stopping an unimaginable evil
I don’t know how to use it, but It must be unlocked
There is one who might help me, his knowledge on these matters is vast
I must reach the University
The Train is leaving
All aboard!
The Train is leaving
All Aboard!
From the dig site
Orb in hand
I’ll finally leave this wretched land!
When I try to sleep
I see the Orb
It tells me secrets
From other worlds
And I awake with knowledge
I shouldn’t have
It’s breaking down a barrier
I can’t understand
I arrive town
Pale as a ghost
I haven’t slept in days
Evading what I fear most
But it’s secrets
Will soon be solved
Once I meet with
The distinguished professor
I arrive to his door and knock, it opens and I enter
It quickly shuts behind me
The room is dark, but lit with candles
The professor isn’t here
But four robed men are
I barely feel the first knife enter
But I certainly feel the next
Blood Pouring from my wounds I struggle
But there’s nothing left
As the rooms goes dark
The stabs never stop
But I can see the orb
It tells me things I don’t want to know
But I accept them
And in it’s light I’ll bask
For eternity
Tormented by unending visions
Of other worlds, more brutal and loathsome than one could imagine
It’s all that I am now
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A Devil On Yonder Ridge
04:36
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I walk the road to Atascadero
For the sight of an eastern sea
A sixgun my only companion
When I say goodbye to Tennessee
A ridge rises high to my south
Just ‘cross the Arkansas line
The sun beats hot and heavy on my back
And the sweat leaves me blind
Rocks skitter down the slope above and behind
A shadow casts down and falls ‘cross the road
I look and behold a blackness in the sunlight
Skin prickles and the wind is ice in an inferno:
There is a devil on that yonder ridge
A shadow made man
He is watching
My legs refuse to move
I feel for the iron on my hip
But it won’t leave its holster
I can’t see its face but it’s looking at me
A wordless whisper rides the wind
The sun turns black as night but still burns
There is a song I have not heard before
And then the caress of hot breath on my neck
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