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The Black Lodge

by The Black Lodge

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1.
Lonely Owls 03:23
No.. It may not show It may not feel But it’s our comfort zone We fight and grow We will not kneel Despite the shit that’s been thrown Detach from that vision That they so hysterically live by Choose with precision Those who’ll hold you when you lye …we look alone… We look alone We don’t want your ghosts We look alone We don’t want your law We look alone And then you look inside That buried dark corner Where fears go to hide And refuse to cross the border You may not see You may not grasp Yet not your place to sentence Feel free to join Feel free to stay Exactly where you’re at now That’s where it differs Paths so distinctly flowing side by side Brothers and sisters Sing the words that help you ride Free your body Bring it Free your mind and Bring it Freedom follows rhythm We just wanted more Freedom followers Bring it Free your brothers Now Freedom fighters Bring it Feed your mind With more Free your core and Bring out Free your brain and Bring out Freedoms following us We keep wanting more Freedom fighters Bring it They’re all wanting more Free them Feed them Free your brothers Now And then you look inside That buried dark corner Where fears go to hide And refuse to cross the border We look alone We don’t want your ghosts We look alone We don’t want your law We look alone We look alone We walk alone Alone We look alone
2.
Reshaped 03:07
In full widespread mental apathy Life found a way to suddenly change the ongoing paradigm presenting moments of intellect A light at the end of the tunnel A brain that stimulates me Everything is fucked up The outer shell rules the world Everything is fucked up forgotten depth and identity Everything has reshaped One capable of the reverse Everything has reshaped Someone like that has surfaced Now Puppets… puppets everywhere Worshiped cliche made ‘em basic Continuous flattery feeding egos Thin bark that does not prevent the nefarious odour that I always scent A light at the end of the tunnel A brain that stimulates me Everything is fucked up The outer shell rules the world Everything is fucked up forgotten depth and identity Everything has reshaped One capable of the reverse Everything has reshaped Someone like that has surfaced Surfaced
3.
RISE The past has mined your spirit Distant memories eternally present some still hurt while others just revolt But none will ever be erased The present isn’t bringing any easier task The world is flooded with fear In pain, panic, cold The lack of human warmth reveals the fragility of current basic scruples Don’t waste it Keep fighting your gut knows what is right The horizon Sits there Awaiting your arrival Don’t waste it Keep fighting It’s always gonna hurt The way You seek Acceptance is a curse Stop scorning yourself Show me what’s real Years of mental harassment Of attacks on the soul I know my friend I know Make the mantle heavier and heavier At every clash At every challenge Yet we have the power To block external abuse Rise rise Right now Rise rise For life Don’t waste it Keep fighting your gut knows what is right The horizon Sits there Awaiting your arrival Don’t waste it Keep fighting It’s always gonna hurt The way You seek Acceptance is a curse Stop scorning yourself Show me what’s real
4.
Do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rave at close of day Though wise men at their end know dark is right Because their words had forked no lightning Good men the last wave by crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight And learn too late they grieved it on its way they grieved it on its way Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage, rage against the dying of the light. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage, rage against the dying of the light. Grave men near death who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay And you my father, there on he sad height Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray. I pray Do not go gentle … Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage, rage against the dying of the light. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage, rage against the dying of the light.
5.
Let It Burn 04:21
Fought it with all my strength and will and I never even got close as wished obstacles run over each other In the tangle of all my regrets Fear of falling Displease and die Is it too late To live intensely? may not reach it In this lifetime Yet my stain here Won’t be defeat I despise who I was but I keep my focus on who I want to become stay away now you pull me down who can know i lay it out Better not bleed my trust you don’t need it? burn it down beyond the doors of disappointment Lies quietly my perfect dream The last tenuous light On an erased path strangle the memories Of the days gone by Words are energy They cast spells Change the way you talk About yourself You can change your life The night won’t last What you’re not changing You’re also choosing owls are lurking for the next pray Keep your mind clean Don’t let them in you in spite of darkness I’ll find freedom Wearing my scars As my hellfire I despise who I was but I keep my focus on who I want to become stay away now you pull me down who can know i lay it out Better not bleed my trust you don’t need it? burn it down Roam beyond the doors of disappointment Lies quietly my perfect dream The last tenuous light On an erased path strangle the memories Of the days gone by
6.
One Day 04:03
One day, when tenderness is the only rule of the morning, I will wake up in your arms. your skin may be too beautiful and the lights will understand the impossible understanding of love one day, when the rain dries in memory, when the winter is so far away, when the cold responds slowly with a dragging voice of an old man, and birds will sing on the shadows of our windows. yes, birds will sing, there will be flowers, but none of that will be my fault cause I’ll wake up in your arms and I won’t say neither a word nor the beginning of one , so as not to spoil the perfection of happiness. one day…one day… when the rain dries in memory when the winter is so far away when the cold responds slowly with a dragging voice of an old man

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The Black Lodge is the Extreme Metal brain child of Portuguese producer, Tiago Pimentel. A project born during the pandemic, fuelled by rage & frustration, and this self titled debut Ep is the end result. Featuring 6 explosive tracks, held up by a spine of Nu-Metal guitar-driven sensibilities all while adding a healthy dose of Groove & Thrash Metal nuances throughout. We invite you to take a step through the door, and experience The Black Lodge.

BREAKING LOOSE... TAKING OVER !!!

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released September 13, 2022

All Tracks W&P by Tiago Pimentel
Mixing & Mastering Provided by Big Bellies Studio
Artwork Courtesy of Sati Design

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MMD Records Cape Town, South Africa

Mind Manipulation Device Records

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