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lyrics

Where the wind meets the waves,
and the waves meet the bog,
Decrepit, Infested,
Unsung by the gods

Where the wretched lies slayn,
and the lake turns to mud,
entombed is her ghost for this witch shed no blood in her death

Oh mother of curses so foul,
Ordain your gaze in the owls, and the frogs, in the creatures of the bog;
for all who enter shall be known

The sleepless eyes of a thousand pines,
Remain above her throne, and so it is known:

In the realm of the bog witch, where the sun begs not to wade
Lies a body unseen, with her skin splitting at its seams
In the realm of the bog witch

For those who dare to enter, comes death of horrid sorts, swiftly bound, dragged underground, by roots of forest floor

Enter through the marshland, and meet your fate aswell, for mud of seeming endless weight will take it's grasp and drag you down to hell

Her veins creep under the mantle, of a grove of sickly brush, through the mudend ground her soul is bound, it all dawns the grace of her touch

Behold the realm of the bog witch, where the sun begs not to wain
Though dead she may seem, with the dead she will never be
In the realm of the bog witch

Now that you're
Six feet below, in the dark and unknown, thrashing and gasping in desperate throws
A fool, leaving his fate to this

Now as the vines grip your limbs and the mud fills your lungs your asphyxiation was only the start, as the bog starts to consume, starts to consume

You never should have come
In the realm of the bog witch, where the sun begs not to wade
In the realm of the bog witch

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from Where The Wretched Lie Slain, released July 17, 2020

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Thrash/Death metal from Courtenay, B.C.

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