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A Hill to Die Upon - Via Artis Via Mortis

Via Artis Via Mortis

TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresBlack Metal, Death Metal
LabelsLuxor Records
Album rating :  75 / 100
Votes :  1
9. St. Cocaine (5:22)
[Music by Adam Cook; lyrics by R. Michael Cook]

"For we will surely die and are like water spilled on the ground which cannot be gathered up again. Yet the Lord does not take away life, but plans a way so that the banished will not be cast out from him."
― II Samuel 14:14

My salvation was so near
But it does not assuage my paralyzing fear
That trench was to be my astral womb
For God knows it was nearly my tomb

I prayed, I prayed
Bury me at Ypres
With a coffin made of mud
In full battle array
I pray, I pray
To St. Cocaine
I wait, I wait
For virgin white embrace

I am brought back from the dead
To live again amongst the well fed
Bid to forget the hell
The Hell that I learned to love so well

Death's wail
Haunting Paschiondale
With an elixir mostly of blood
This magic shall not fail
I pray, I pray, and I pray
To St. Leda Cocaine
I wait, I wait, and I wait
For her swanlike embrace

A long march toward a certain death
What doesn't kill me only feeds my paranoia
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A Hill to Die Upon - Via Artis Via Mortis
Via Artis Via Mortis - Album Credits
  • Adam Cook : Vocals, Guitars
  • Nolan Osmond : Guitars
  • Brent Dossett : Bass, Vocals
  • Michael Cook : Drums, Vocals
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