Madder Mortem
changeling
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Storyteller, bring your stories to my pyre
You, the tame man, be what I have learned to loathe
Tell me the secrets buried underneath
A thousand years of dirt
Tell me the fever chills your blood
You were the last
I'll be the first
Fall as you are and for good
I am here, there's nothing left to change
Life bleeds too soon, counting time down on us
Hope withers at my touch
Leaving it's ghosts to teach all colours grey
Change
Storyteller; see the futile smiles and answers
I will teach you not to taint my sweet control
I have a deeper kind of riddle
And a puzzle you won't solve
Laugh on your knees
Laugh for the changeling and the joke that took us all
Change
- Album:
- Eight Ways
- Desiderata
- Deadlands
- Mercury
- Misty Sleep (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- All Flesh Is Grass
- Hard-Rock Magazine 68
- Missbehaviour
- In the Eyes of Death IV
- Kaleidoscope: Issue 18
- Sonic Cathedral - Sirens
- Presumed Guilty
- Celebrating 21 Years of Peaceville Records
- ZilloScope 04/01
- Metal Hammer: June 2006
- 21 Years of Doom, Death & Darkness
- Metal Hammer #156: Peaceville: Loud, Proud, Punk & Metal
- Prognosis 5
- Katatonia Presents... Peaceville Dark Classics