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In that lonely year of our Lord, 1693, I sent for my loved ones far across the sea. Well I'd made a home and I'd made a name, I'd made us a life in this land, then fate turned the tides when it dealt me a most miserable hand. All of life's riches turn to dust when they're offered up to me. All the world's gold is worthless when you've lost the only key. It all comes back to me; burial at sea. The voyage was quite uneventful, the way it was meant to be, when ugly events unfolded in the black Sargasso Sea. From those hellish, inky depths rose a servent of the Dragon. The lives of the crew and my family were snuffed out by the Kraken. As I make my way through the water, my Bible stays dry on the shore. I see them out there in the distance and the sight cuts me down to my core. As my shoulders slip under the water, my progeny hunger for more. In silence Leviathan ushers us through those great cyclopean doors.

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from The Kingdom Is On Fire, released April 8, 2007

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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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