The Ghost Mandala EP (2017)

by Golden Death Music

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justin pardy Grand & colorful sounds,great music! Favorite track: Ghosts of Iron.
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released June 25, 2017

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Track Name: High as the Night
Let's all get stoned...
High as the night
And if we die...
It'll be alright

True love!
To be the only...
It's not weak to be lonely
And my heart will never sleep...
until the night that you own me

I just can't keep going on...
But it happens again and again, oh, I just can't stop fooling myself
Track Name: Ghosts of Iron
You'll never be the one that's in my heart....in my soul...in my mind
Counting down the hours till we're apart...and released from this lie
The sound, it comes like Ghosts of Iron
That wreathe and weep for all the love gone by
Track Name: Drifting at the Clinic
Johnny's on the run again
She'll never be more than a friend so he...
Drinks another shot of gin and cuts one more line

Holly never gets it right
She's lost the war but not the fight so she...
Sells herself another night,
"It's just one more time...."

The good boys take their medicine
They're off to work and back at ten
The good girls are all waiting up with...
Tea and Cake for two
That's me and you
(oh, it's true...)

Drifting
Marching ever onward
Searching for that some way...
Just to lay the cards right
Dreaming of a new life...
Where nothing can touch you
And it won't be much to...
Forget anyone
Imagine that you're leaving...
All your cares behind you
Opening the window...
Just to feel the sun
Track Name: The Eighth Quesson
There once was a Seven
Cast out from the Heavens
Enslaved by a Monster's Corrupt Old World Order
One day he lay dying
And dreamed of a Great Bird
Whose wings spanned the ocean
Whose cries could move mountains
Whose tears drowned the Evil
Consuming his people
And with his last breath he sang it to Existence

There once was a Great Bird
Whose wings spanned the ocean
Whose cries could move mountains
Whose tears drowned all Evil
Save one last seed which grew into a Dark Flower
And when it did blossom
Gave birth to a Monster
Who enslaved the people
And they were all forced to
Build and then tend to a Corrupt New World Order

There once was a Seven
Cast out from the Heavens
And as he lay dying
He dreamed of a Great Bird