Deathrow Hoedown EP

by Skymir

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Front cover artwork and band logo by Logan Morrison
Mixed & Mastered by Sam Levitt of Humanjerky Productions
All tracks written and performed by Skymir
www.facebook.com/skymir

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released March 14, 2013

Brenden Hull - Vocals
Colin Ryley - Guitars/Keyboard/Vocals
Josh Bell-Surette - Bass
Connor Erhart - Percussion/Vocals

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tags: metal Calgary

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Track Name: The Duelist
Let's face the facts,
Freedom is not what you have.
Your strings get pulled,
You get told how to fucking live.

I don't follow blindly down that path.
Your first mistake will be your last.

Take a walk inside your mind,
See what's behind the lines.
Life is much more than this,
More than this dark abyss.

Close your eyes you can see,
How life should truly be.
Not living for someone,
But living for yourself.

The duelist came prepared,
To help everyone scared.
Walk with him side by side,
Enjoy the haunting ride.

One step closer to truth,
Give in to sense of ruth.
This walk will free your mind,
Stand up your next in line.

Spoon fed lie by lie,
It's never ending.
We want you to open your eyes,
The world is expanding.

Oh, people stand up for your land
It's not over, we have more to throw at them.
We can roll over, or we can attack,
It's not too late, take the power back.

Time for us to make our last stand,
Reject what the rich men have planned.
Take up your knife and your gun in hand,
We must take back our precious land.
Wake up before its too late,
To make a stand against our state.

Take a walk inside your mind,
See what's behind the lines.
Life is much more than this,
More than this dark abyss.

Close your eyes you can see,
How life should truly be.
Not living for someone,
But living for yourself.

The duelist came prepared,
To help everyone scared.
Walk with him side by side,
Enjoy the haunting ride.

One step closer to truth,
Give in to sense of ruth.
This walk will free your mind,
Stand up your next in line.

Spoon fed lie by lie,
It's never ending.
We want you to open your eyes,
The world is expanding.

Oh, people stand up for your land
It's not over, we have more to throw at them.
We can roll over, or we can attack,
It's not too late, take the power back.
Track Name: Deathrow Hoedown
I sit in a jail of a bandit town,
Got fucked up and messed around,
Couldn’t even see; they wouldn’t let me be,
Shot him in the face, now a distant memory.

Feel the banjo strum my last fuckin song,
My last hours are all but gone.

On deathrow,
My acts are distant memories,
What I know,
I wont go out without a fight.

I took my last drink and thought of my crime,
In this land they wont let you serve time,
I'm not fucking sorry for what I've have done,
I shall break free and ride for the sun.

They want my head, I am sentenced to death,
Hung up by the neck until my last fucking breath,
Hear the banjo strum but there's nowhere to run,
Unless my knot becomes undone.

Can't escape the cell that I`m trapped inside,
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide,
I look out the window and what do I see,
My black metal brothers were waiting for me.

My black metal brothers had come for me,
To spring my guilty ass of this penitentiary.

On deathrow,
My acts are distant memories,
What I know,
Black metal brother shall always fight!

Band together,
By the strongest of fellowships,
Forever together,
To drink and carry on!

The hangman,
Pulled the fucking lever and there I hung!
Guns broke the silence, I was sprung,
But the fight had only just begun!
Track Name: Hung, Drawn and Quartered
Cast out of a village for my wretched crimes,
Alone and quartered til the ends of time.
My path is long and will be hard,
I leave my victims bloody and scarred.

Dragged through the streets by a hurdle,
Then hanged from the neck.
Insides and genitals removed,
And cut into four.

(Hung) From the neck!
(Drawn) Inside out!
(And quartered) I fall apart
I shall cease to be

Convicted of an act I did not commit,
Hung by the neck til I was almost dead.
Sliced open with a red hot dagger,
Quartered with an axe to be displayed.

Dragged through the streets by a hurdle,
Then hanged from the neck
Insides and genitals removed,
And cut into four

(Hung) From the neck!
(Drawn) Inside out!
(And quartered) I fall apart
I shall cease to be

(Hung) From the neck!
(Drawn) inside out!
(And quartered) I fall apart
I shall cease to be
Track Name: Cut The Dust
Another night in the woods,
Drinking stories around the fire.
Pass the bottle, drink our wine,
Give that here the drink is mine.

Hey were comin` round the bend,
I can`t see the sunlight yet.
Take a drink and try to forget
The night is still young, my friend.

The world`s spinning I cant see,
The spirits are watching over me.
The world is ours to destroy,
You're messing with the wrong cowboys.

Don't start shit you can't end,
Our homeland we will defend.
Cast out and dethroned,
Found ourselves drunk and alone.

Snow fell upon our path,
Heathen ruins before us stand.
The smoke clears before us now,
Get drunk we'll show you how.

We raise our pints to the sky,
For our brothers who have died.
We'll sing this song once more,
'Til we've fallen to the floor.

Another round of ale,
And we'll hit the dusty trail.
Our demise is a must,
But til then we'll cut the dust.

Hey were comin` round the bend,
I can`t see the sunlight yet.
Take a drink and try to forget
The night is still young, my friend.

The world`s spinning I cant see,
The spirits are watching over me.
The world is ours to destroy,
You're messing with the wrong cowboys.

We raise our pints to the sky,
For our brothers who have died.
We'll sing this song once more,
'Til we've fallen to the floor.

Another round of ale,
And we'll hit the dusty trail.
Our demise is a must,
But til then we'll cut the dust.
Track Name: Trois Pistoles: Legend of The Black Horse
Out of the blackest night,
Came a steed before the light.
No, don't be afraid of him,
He'll open your eyes to them.

This night we were all drunk,
The air was stale with skunk.
Feel free to ride along,
This journey will be long.

The black horse is coming after you,
So fast you don't know what to do.
Your last breath will clear your mind,
This beast was not of our kind.

His eyes are crimson steel,
Burning hooves are what you feel.
Your last breath will clear your mind,
Your body left your soul behind.

With power from the blackest ale,
The metal cowboys will prevail.
The legend of the black horse,
The hunt was in full force.

Out of the blackest night,
Came a steed before the light.
No, don't be afraid of him,
He can open your eyes to them.

This night we were all drunk,
The air was stale with skunk.
Feel free to ride along,
This journey will be long.

In the mountains covered with snow,
We have found the black steeds home.
Following his tracks we travel north,
Awaiting our encounter with the dreaded horse.

With power from the blackest ale,
The metal cowboys will prevail.
The legend of the black horse,
The hunt was in full force.
Track Name: Horse Drawn Carriage
Riding far and wide across the land,
Away from home, from where I have been banned.
These long winter nights, time and time again,
Frost bitten and left stranded in the wind.

The whisky flows and I start to feel dizzy,
Another shot just to keep my mind busy.
This is my fate, I'm wanted for my crimes,
Evading exile, one thousand and one times.

I'm on a horse drawn carriage to hell,
At the toll of my funeral bell.
Too many times I've been outlawed,
And now I must pay for it all.

I walk to the gallows pole,
Just another deadbeat soul.
Shackles tightened as I'm read my last rights,
Hellbound on this death ridden night.

I look around at the faces in the crowd,
Entire village to watch when I drop down.
I feel proud, not one thing I regret,
The lever's pulled and I hang by the neck.

The carriage takes me down to hell and I see the burning pit,
The tortured souls of wicked men and those who had true grit.

I'm on a horse drawn carriage to hell,
At the toll of my funeral bell.
Too many times I've been outlawed,
And now I must pay for it all.

I'm on a horse drawn carriage to hell,
At the toll of my funeral bell.
Too many times I've been outlawed,
And now I must pay for it all.
Track Name: Winterheim
I found myself on the lonely road,
The wind whispers, but the story never told.
Drifting from town to town I find myself,
To live for the sake of life.

The ice grips my soul as frost chills my bones,
The stone chills my toes on my road home.
Lands of ice and snow, where men fear no cold,
The only land I love, the place I call home.

The place I call home,
The lands of ice and snow.
My beloved winter home

Winterheim, land of ice and snow,
Winterheim, I'm on my way home.