Haunted Saloon

by Skymir

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released May 12, 2012

Colin Ryley - Guitar/Vocals
Ben Boykiw - Keyboards/Synths
Josh Bell-Surette - Bass
Connor Erhart - Percussion


Mixed and produced by : Colin Ryley
Mastered by : Colben Pritchard

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Track Name: Haunted Saloon
Wake up dead in an unknown room,
I can tell the sun will rise soon.
Nothing here but a few old chairs,
And a set of wooden stairs.

I hear a noise and I begin to fear,
Someone whispers in my cold, dead ear.
As I turn I see a smile,
And I'm told to stay a while.

I reach for the light and the stairwell creaks,
I'm not alone in the dark.
One more creak and the sound of a voice,
Someone's behind that door.

As I make my way down the spiral stairs,
A light begins to appear.
With every step I take, the laughter grows,
And haunting voices draw near

Behind the door, people sing and dance.
And as I reach the floor, something grabs my hand.

Into the room I walk, there's silence and a snore,
I turn my head and try to run away.
Restricted in the room, I look back once more,
Where the skeletons are urging me to stay.

I sit down at a stool, and a drink's set at the bar,
And an apparition sets his hand on me.
He tells me about a tale, and reaches for his ale.
Then looks away and says to me,
All will meet at the haunted saloon.

[Solo]
Track Name: Black Hour
Thinking of the shit day I had today,
To make things better, I know a good way,
Sit by the fires I've seen burn bright,
In the dark of the woods, at the black hour.
O' the temptress is the whole clear bottle,
Better hold yer' guns 'cuz it'll sweep you off yer' feet,
This fruitful German wine, though so bitter sweet,
Keeps us right of mind, though it a'int for the weak.


One last, breath before you drink it,
And you must chug it back so you better fucking (drink up)
Forever waiting, for the boys to chugger down,
And sit back, better take another look around you.
You are amongst the ones you trust the most,
So you'd better drink your share, keepin up with who (Drinks Most)
We live outside all earthly bounds,
To be free, and at peace, 'till ya look at us wrong.

Woken the beast,
Hidden in time
Trapped in a cave,
A troll resides,
What have we done,
It's on the run,
Last of its kind,
Though it must die.


Mounting our steads we begin to ride,
Stout as fuck, wearing bull hides,
We lit our fire in the woods that night,
But what became twas' a horrible sight.
A horrid monster as black as skies,
Crimson red where his burning eyes,
What had we done, and what is there to do,
We had no idea what we were about to persue.

(interlude)


We followed the beast through hill and dale,
Tracking the troll with the power of ale,
We zero'd our scopes on his position,
But the demon beast was persistant.
At that very moment we heard a great thunder,
Lost sight of the beast, now hes become the hunter,
Lost him in the trees, no trace in the wind,
Vow to never bow down, 'till the beast lay skinned.

One last, breath before you drink it,
And you must chug it back so you better fucking (drink up)
Forever waiting, for the boys to chugger down,
And sit back, better take another look around you.
Work forward to the coming battle,
And prepare for the nights (black hour)
The troll shall kneel before the,
Feet of the black metal cowboys.

Woken the beast,
Hidden in time
Trapped in a cave,
A troll resides,
What have we done,
It's on the run,
Last of its kind,
Though it must die.
Track Name: Stampede Night Terror
Come on down to the carnival grounds,
We're secretly awaiting your arrival.
Meet us by the swings and the carousel,
It''s me, your greatest nightmare.

Don't be afraid of what lurks in the dark,
It won't make you feel any more safe.
Bring a shovel and help us out.
To bury your shallow grave.

I'll take you down and push you all around,
Your life will end at the stampede grounds.
There's nothing here that can go wrong,
Stampede night terror!

At midnight when no one is around,
We will make our deathly rounds.
We'll find your weakness through trial and error,
This is stampede night terror.

We are hidden by the haunted saloon,
Waiting for you to meet your doom.
When you come around that blackened corner,
Better say your last words.

Your shadow is coming closer,
Revolvers are at our sides.
Raise our guns, say goodbye to your life.
It's time for you to die!

I'll take you down and push you all around,
Your life will end at the stampede grounds.
There's nothing here that can go wrong,
Stampede night terror!

At midnight when no one is around,
We will make our deathly rounds.
We'll find your weakness through trial and error,
This is stampede night terror.
Track Name: Drink Away
Sitting by the fire under the moon tonight,
The crack of the flame is burning bright.
Halfway done my journey, I've made it this far,
Another sleepless night in the cold dark.
A banshee howls at the moonlit night,
The high shrieked voice is far out of sight.
One more nights sleep 'til I've completed the hunt,
As the days go on my hatchet grows blunt.

I wake from my slumber to see the day light,
Saddle up my horse and ride across the plains.
I travel through foothills and snowy mountains
I pull out my flask to see that it's drained.

I come across a magical well in the snow,
Reminds me of a place where no man goes.
A sprite filled with ale, this cannot fail,
I fill up my pint and begin to sing:

Drink away, all the thoughts of the pain,
Drunk again never to be the same.
Lead astray, inhibitions decayed,
The tumblemead is rolling
And things are getting strange

Drink Away!
Drunk Again!
Lead Astray!
Tumblemead!

One more night by the lonely fire,
My patience now growing thin as a wire.
Roasting a squirrel over the open flame,
In the distance I hear someone call my name.

I turn my head and see a dirty wench,
She sits beside me on the wooden bench.
Her face was too dark for me to see,
But she turned her head and said to me:

Drink away, all the thoughts of the pain,
Drunk again never to be the same.
Lead astray, inhibitions decayed,
The tumblemead is rolling
And things are getting strange
Track Name: Black Metal Cowboys
We're the black metal cowboys and forever we will ride,
Revolvers in our hands, we're awaiting your demise.
When you get back up, we'll push you back down,
Say one more fucking word and we'll put you in the ground.

We're the black metal cowboys and forever we will ride,
As we ride into town, shutters close and people hide.
We're the meanest group of bandits that's ever grazed these lands,
If you cross us you're a fool and you'll die by our hands.
Track Name: Outlaw
You give me a wrong look like I dont belong,
Just because I'm not like everyone.
But you know, I couldn't give a fuck or two,
Because who would really want to look like you?

I don't try to fit in with you stupid cunts,
I wouldn't survive if I tried it once.
I am who I am and we are who we are,
I didn't fucking think you'd take it this far.

I'm an outlaw, and you're another god damn clone,
Mind your own business and leave ours the fuck alone.
If you're ready to die, say one more word,
We'll leave you face down in the mother fuckin' dirt.

Take a step outside and take a look,
Take a look at the real world, bitch.
You can't get by like you have anymore,
It's time to figure out who you really are.

You give me a wrong look like I dont belong,
Just because I'm not like everyone.
But you know, I couldn't give a fuck or two,
Because who would really want to look like you?

I don't try to fit in with you stupid cunts,
I wouldn't survive if I tried it once.
I am who I am and we are who we are,
I didin't fucking think you'd take it this far.
Now it's time to open up your eyes,
And live your life without lies.
Track Name: Farmageddon
I. From Far Over the Sunset

The sun pierces my eyes,
As I see the first light.
A cow horn bellows loud,
Far out of sight.

A great sound of warning,
Danger lurks near.
From far over the sunset,
The ride their steers.

II. Hearts Full of Battle

They charge at our barn,
And kill all the cattle.
With fury in their eyes,
And hearts full of battle.

They came when we were meek,
Some of us still asleep.
Raging through the corn fields,
Our homeland they breached.

Lasso's in the sky they stormed our farm.

III. One by One

We returned attack with a swipe of a scythe,
Something we hoped would end their life.
Far from home they have come,
For reasons known by none.

We fought back in fear,
But there was no hope.
I picked up a sickle,
And tried to fight back.

I slayed a handful of men,
There were too many of them.
One by one they killed,
My family and friends.

Half an hour passed,
The calsuaties were vast.
I fought for my friends,
When will this end?

IV. Call of the Hen

We fought 'til death, we would not give up.
We grabbed them by their hair and tied them up.
To the sheriff they were bound, as they heard the sound.
The call of the morning hen.

V. Farmageddon

They were sentenced to death, never to see light again was their fate.
To the gallows they are sent, filled with anger and a darkened feeling of hate.
As the lever is pulled and the nooses lock, their faces start to redden.
The sun is raised high and I close my eyes,
This is farmageddon.