Battle Hymns

by Uruk

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released June 6, 2016

Recorded by Orville Neeley in Austin, Texas October-December 2015
Mastered by Jack Control at Enormous Door
Artwork by Stephen Bower
Logo by Christophe Szpajdel / Josh Vincent


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Track Name: Belegurth
Despised and Cursed by the Pharoahs
Tongue tied to liken the sword
Those wronged follow the righteousness
And all will fall

Torn flesh, stillbirth
Shattered bones blacken the earth
Carved stone, forged in steel
Suffer by point of the spear

Raised to fight, born to kill
Forever scorned, graves to fill
Chaos reigns, Gods decide
Death or life
At dawn we ride

Closer to the throne

Wind blows, shadows strain
Silent eyes weep in vain
Those lost, war torn
Another victim to the battle horde

Closer to the throne

Weaken, falter
Conform and despair
Furrow, prolong the inevitable ending
And be one


Cast off your fear!
Once under sigil
Night walks with me

To the end to our death
Track Name: Saturnian
Prophetic vestige
A phantom of lethargic will
To suffer

Lackluster eons have passed
All in flames

The Saturnian
Primal, animal
Colorful fluid

In stasis
Arise in awe

For we have unveiled
Bestial wrath from the ruins

Writhe, intake
The essence of the form is hunted
Reborn as the serpent in the night
Gather the stone from it all
The center
To breathe
For we
For us

“He who hath brought forth the plague of mankind shall perish before the wrath of the mighty, an unyielding sword to fall upon creation”

To each passing the same hollow moon
Lust for me!!

Feed unto serpentine desires
The beast

For when the night crawls within
Hear, feel, a presence of old
Coursing through bone
There, he, the ancient
Awakened once more
Comes alive!
Carry the sword to bury the past

The light smolders within
And our time begins
Track Name: Feast (Soldiers of War)
Torn from the banner of firelight
Dark star burning, devouring night
Come forth! Join in the blackened horde
Shasurat, the child of war born


Face death and witness deafening sound
Traverse sacrosanct burial ground
Until death wills us home we shall carry the torch
Onward! To glory in ruinous force

Haunting thy will
Malice claim thy name!

Sorceress call in the name of our mother tongue
Hallowed ground sown by the blood from a thousand deaths
Iron will, our ancestors course through our veins
The temple awaits
Offerings of flesh to herald the gods

And as the weak draw from the Earth
We shall bind them eternally
To unmarked graves
As the forgotten soldiers of war
Track Name: Shasurat
Beyond the darkened night
Lit by a radiant winter moon
Stars aligned, glistening on polished steel
The blood of the ancient gods
Course through my veins
All but forgotten in time
Upon a deceitful throne that will once again be mine

Tested by might

Into the throes of the gallows the broken remains
Left them to die

Taken from chains, shackles restrain them no more
Cast to the sky!

In these hardened, calloused hands
There lies the key
A sharpened blade
Those opposed have sealed their fate

Free thy suffering mind
Iron will bends weak flesh
As the axe grinds

Another vessel of the damned
Cursed to mere existence
Never knowing the pain
The glory of death

A forced hand trembles in anticipation
The light shines down
Upon a weary soul
Beckoned by fate and known by none
But here, in this everlasting moment
The aeons will know thy name

A temple built in stone

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