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My Blood in These Hills

from Fossils by Sons of Perdition and Jaran Hereid

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Forty years in the wilderness have brought me back to this place. Railroad tracks on the skin of the earth, scars on the back of a slave. The ghosts of ancestors awake in the land. Mineshafts howl like hungry throats that swallow men and vomit riches. The Wendigo teeth of insatiable sawblades turning forests into ditches. The ghosts of ancestors call from the land. A solitary shack on the side of a road, empty, silent, and still, surrounded by waves of green pastureland more than a century untilled. The ghosts of ancestors walk in the land. Everything settles slowly into rot but for a name remembered. The veins in this body like so many ropes that bind me to this anchor and draw me into the kingdom; the kingdom of ghosts.

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from Fossils, released March 20, 2015
Zebulon Whatley: Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar
Lacy Rose: Harmonium, Backing Vocals Simon Broke: Double Bass
Alex Hardie: Drums

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Sons of Perdition Glasgow, UK

Sons of Perdition make weird, dark music. Their seventh release, Heathen Hof, is available May 1, 2022.

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