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Retreat Of The Glaciers

by Mane Of The Cur

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    High-bias cassette tape with 1st Retreat of the Glaciers design by Nathan Baisch. Only 100 Copies available.

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We are all dry forged from the dirt musty and naked in cold salted earth the bastards are rising from under the flowers meanwhile the time piece is counting down hours The eyes below the trees dispel the visions and dreams, the dreams We find the signs from vast and deep oceans Uncovering time we pray to wounded soldiers Trespassing our minds The beautiful sky helps us to become open up our hearts before we come undone holding on to scars fearing the unknown counting all the stars we are not alone We find the signs from vast and deep oceans Uncovering time we pray to wounded soldiers Trespassing our minds the majestic sky, infinite and new comets flying by, covered in moon dew
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1000 Years 04:19
LYRICS I feel my freedom blowing, cross the tracks of my demise Everyone is trying to hold on Our hope and hands are slipping, holding on to what is left try to find a way to move on Reaching out, years go by, looking back... no matter Our visions are forbidden, allowing devils in the light No longer finding space to exist Hatred blackens my blood, scorching skin a fatal tan Its getting hard to even resist Reaching out, years go by, looking back... no matter Goodbye all, it's too late A thousand years, comes to an end Hearts of stone, brutal and cold A thousand years, has come to pass you fight alone Memories of figures, where have all the hours gone? Stuck inside a fiery madness Delirium bares our name, slipping by without a trace fleeing temples of our ruin
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Tiberious 05:40
I will be the one, who will take you for a ride It will be the kind, to blow ever doubting mind Deeper I go Longer I wait Will you break free from the old, laying waste along the way The light is only hard to find, if you always choose to stay Deeper I go Longer I wait I see the blatant signs, though they're posted high Life passing in a moment, right before the crash Place your trust in me, I can save your life It's just too late It's not too late It's just too late It's not too late I will be the one, who will take you for a ride It will be the kind, to blow your mother-fucking mind
5.
9 Lives 08:48
LYRICS All the times that you faltered not able to stand-up or move on Many times that you gave up finding no reason to go on I am not going to scold you You're strong enough to rise on your own Believing lies that surround you even though not one does hold up Seeing dark clouds above you waiting for daylight breaks from above I am not going to judge you You're beautiful just how you are Tired of feeling all the weight trying keys, unlocking gates I see your eyes, you dodge my gaze I see you're wise, trapped in a haze Fearing love will stop your heart Tear you down, then break apart failing at life, is just a farce having your doubts, will play a part As the tears fall down your face Feelings of such disgrace I pick you up, you lay back down I raise you up, you hold the ground
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Slowly we move to the precipice the tall and lonely mountain is the only one Our shadows... make the final fall thru the trees and... thru the setting sun, sun, sun...... Stars shine light as we cross the sky moments to enclose whispers turn..... to deep soft cries as we quietly repose our eyes have traveled thru frozen deep our hearts jaded from what they see Shedding skin.... as curtains flail cross the edge to breaking dawn... dawn... dawn.... Slowly we move to the precipice the tall and lonely mountain is the only one
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1 Bullet 05:10
LYRICS You don't need to pray for ….someone to listen what you should do is ….react against the system leading us... away from unity crucify us....on our disbelief The crowded... streets will become clear one bullet at a time but if we don't know... who is in control it will all just disappear Auctioning heaven... to the highest bidder Holding our tongues thru the broken smoke and mirrors at the bottom... the rope is buried because it is our life that is just a parody The crowded... streets will become clear one bullet at a time but if we don't know... who is in control it will all just disappear Find the power of three so mote it be the solution to fight our enemies Find the power of three so mote it be revolution (is all we need to be free)
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White Beard 03:55
Haunting response Lonely hearted using guidance that's departed It's resonating no one is there listening it's devastating go on Wanting silence calling crying quiet movements the flames are dying love forced you by my side nights lit by fireflies our minds and our hearts on fire we're loving until we expire, expire go on go on go on go on Haunting response Lonely hearted soulful resonance softly parted

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This album is the second full length release by Portland, Oregon's heavy rock quintet, Mane Of The Cur, produced by Eric Leavell of Husk Recording.

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released March 9, 2018

Recording, production and mixing: Eric Leavell, Husk Recording
Mastering: Justin Weis,Trakworx Studio
Cover Art: Nathan Baisch
Art Direction: Blaine Burnham and Melynda Amann

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Mane Of The Cur Portland, Oregon

On a mountain of skulls, in a castle of pain, I sat on a throne of blood. What was will be, what is will be no more. Now is the season of evil.
Like the sun dear, up on high, we'll return dear to the sky. And we'll banish the pain, don't cry. Until tomorrow, this is goodbye. Tin unicorn, upon your pillow, cast off scorn and forget tomorrow.
They've come here for my soul, but I'll keep it with me.
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