Garden of Thorns

from The Primitive Covenant by Cirkeln

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I'm on the final journey that leads me yonder through the woods
I'm on the final journey that's taking me across the sea
I'm on the final journey I follow the road over the thorns
I'm on the final journey - unstoppable pagan calls

We die for thee on stormy seas
We keep the faith we follow the call
The pagan winds blow us forth
Ancestors weep from hall up high

We never stop we don't give in
Our future is grim and dim

Keep the faith - heed the call
Pagain winds - call the hordes
Keep the faith - scarred by thorns
Unholy and grotesque anarchist hordes

You give us nothing to live
You give us nothing to die
We're gonna take all you have
Leaving the bones to the gulls

You want nothing for nothing
You want nothing for sport
But we don't feel it anymore
The banner dawns red in blood

There's a crack in the spirit
From which voices are heard
There's a sparrow on the wire
Plucking a tune about us
I remember October, I remember the gulls
I can still see your face - It still haunts me now
And I recall every word - every unwanted touch
I cleanse my spirit - Like plucking the thorns from a rose
I remember your hair - knowing that we've already lost
Remember, remember - remember us

I rid my soul from the filth
I rid my soul from the lies
In a garden of roses
There's a rose there for us
I rid my soul from the filth
I rid the rose from the lies
I chose a meaning from truth
Like plucking the thorns from a rose

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from The Primitive Covenant, released November 3, 2023

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Cirkeln Stockholm, Sweden

Epic Anti-Fascist Black Metal from the Swedish metal underground.

Love Metal | Hate Fascism

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