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All Good Deeds

from Hypnotic Dirges by Magical Beasts

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Grew up in a hunting family - Shot my first gun when I was 8 years old
By the time I was 18 I thought that violence was beneath me
But I still went out with my dad, cause I like to walk with a gun through the woods in the cold

Feeling of those trees and the crisp air’s a memory - I carry inside my bones

I stabbed my best friend in the back for a girl – I was 23 years old
I’ve spun words that were a trap for you to walk through – where at the other end you thought you’d find some gold

I thought at the time I could make my own map, but now I do as im told

And I carry it, each memory to learn from, it’s a weight I can hold

If when I see the way you act and the suffering it brings upon you
But it’s not my place to say a word or to offer any hand to help
If you were to come around to ask me for a way to improve
I’d say I’d see that exact same thing inside myself

That I listen deep my heart to lead and guide what I have felt

What I’m searching for I’ve not found yet
But I know my greatest efforts won’t go to waste
For all the dreams to which I’m bound, mistakes I’ve not made yet
I pray the discipline to learn my way

Let me find some form of obedience, wisdom and grace

All good deeds inside of me are wasted unless they burn away

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from Hypnotic Dirges, released February 11, 2021

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Experimental Folk.

Making the music you didn't know you wanted to hear, but then you are like, "Damn, that's a good sound."

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