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Water, the hand of nature's scorn
Fury of a winter storm
Battered by the blackened waves
Captured into an early grave
Harmony in nature
Beauty in death
Smothered by the colossal weight
Heralds to an icy fate
Watching as the crewmen mourn
Helpless as the ship is torn
Harmony in nature
Beauty in death
Merciless onslaught
Magnificent power
Violent temper
Ravenous hunger
Waves of calmness
Cleanse the mind of fear
Forevermore
Swirling water fills an empty room
Crawling numbness prepares a frigid tomb
Under a starless sky
Nature's womb opens wide
And swallows you whole
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Follow the gilded path
Conform to the chosen class
Stay behind
To remain with those who live in harmony
To exist
And want nothing more
Civilization and the old way
Bound as twins from birth
Separated by time and sand
Builders of a new way
Upon a foreign land
Those who stayed behind
Pariahs of a changing world
Possessed with an ancient thought
Of wisdom long unfurled
A new strife is born in blood
Devoured by a siblings greed
Descendants of Cain
Consumed by your growing need
Take from those
Who never sought another way
Shy from those
Who live beyond their means
Civilization and the old way
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Serpents & Bones
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Alters of ashes
Forgotten relics of a lost belief
Withstood millennia
Sheltered amongst the trees
Constructed in the time of giants
To harness the power of the unseen
Watched over by the lowly ones
Who live as servants of unnatural means
Words from long ago
Echo through holy stone
Hands that beckon shadows
No longer lie in wait
Outstretched through the void of time
Bound in by gates of bone
Magic of sacred stone
Awakened by passages
Uttered once more
The dawn of what will never be
Forged in the darkness of the new moon
Ancient tablets of prophecy
Resting there betwixt the branches come aglow
A shrine in the wilderness
Becomes grounds for conjurations
The seeds of abomination
Are planted once again
Shadows in the fog
Within the haze of ritual
Illuminating the undergrowth
As the forest begins to stir
No longer in repose
Released from the spirit world
Set forth to walk the earth
As the season of night falls amongst their steps
Crawling darkness
Shrouds the landscape
Age of emptiness
As humanity lies spellbound
The dawn of what will never be
Forged in the darkness of the new moon
Ancient tablets of prophecy
Resting there betwixt the branches come aglow
A shrine in the wilderness
Becomes grounds for conjurations
The seeds of abomination
Are planted once again
Alters of ashes
Forgotten relics of a lost belief
Withstood millennia
Sheltered amongst the trees
Resurrected in an era of doubt
As a beacon of renewal
Period of dormancy
Enables a slow regrowth
Words from long ago
Echo through holy stone
Hands that beckon shadows
Reveal the ancient spell of serpents and bones
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Torn existence
Between beliefs
Sworn into this world
To interpret what's been left behind
Wander through the ancient ruins
Ponder upon the artifacts
Into the lens of another time
To see through what's been vandalized
Collective dreams of a thousand minds
Understand their values
It's there
All derivative of the natural world
Abandon
All that's got us this far
Listless mastery of a process
In thoughtless disregard
New ways ensured by arrogance
Modern day human race
Seems to exist in disconnect
Old ways been buried forever
Abandon
All that's done us so well
Whispers from an age
Linger in an elder mind
Decay with passing time
Silencing an ancient voice
Echoes of yesterday
Fall on unwilling ears
Replaced by new beliefs
Marked by malevolence
Abandon
All that's got us this far
Listless mastery of a process
In thoughtless disregard
New ways ensured by arrogance
Modern day human race
Seems to exist in disconnect
Spirituality has been severed
Blaze of industry
As mountains crumble underneath
The grinding gears of the machine
As it becomes the instrument of its undoing
As we sever this connection
Do remember just where we are
Disaster in the making
From the ties we're breaking
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It's been slow, slow going
Out on this path we've chosen
And still I'm looking for some peice of mind
Sun sets on the new horizon
Winds change and the fire's still burning
While words of dismissal
Still linger on the tongues from the folks back home
And the seasons come and go
Count the days passing by
Watch the time slip away
Then you'll know how I feel
On these cold, bitter days
We've been waiting so long
And biding our time
As the winter draws on
Playing tricks on my mind
As we dwell in the shadows
And shut out the day
With each passing hour
Turning ever-grey
Hell bent and heaven sent
Crossed out
We are surviving
Long nights and northern lights
Trashed out
We are surviving
In the heart of winter
Cloaked in bitterness
Setbacks and cold facts
Shut in
We are surviving
Old ways and restless days
Honed in
We are surviving
In the heart of winter
Bold determination
In the land of grey skies
You draw a hard line
Along the frozen lakes we roam
Within a reverie we mourn
In the season of endless night
We think of the toils
And how it came to be that we
Should live as those
Who stray from the roots that seek to bind
Before the dawn of madness claimed
The sense of purity that we found
Within the land that we call home
We ask what is left, but to roam
Berated and mocked
And driven away
Over trying to convince
A sheltered mind to our cause
Here we will strike out on our own
And never have to compromise
Who we are and wish to be
It would never have survived
Had we minded the voices from back home
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PAN Michigan
PAN is a heavy metal band rooted in the northern lower peninsula of Michigan that blurs the lines of death/black/doom styles. In the decade plus of PAN’s existence, they have earned a dedicated following, having recorded 3 full-length albums and played many shows throughout northern and southern Michigan. They have no intention of stopping now. They journey has only just begun... ... more
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