Portents + Prophecies

by The Pajammas

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04:02
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05:53
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03:07
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04:09
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05:08
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07:20
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06:02

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released January 22, 2016

Blake Brown - Drums
Mason Neal - Bass, Vocals
Owen Kinser - Guitar, Vocals

Tracks 1,2,3,4,6 written by:
Blake Brown
Ryan Danford
Mason Neal
Owen Kinser

Tracks 5,7,8,9,10 written by:
Blake Brown
Mason Neal
Owen Kinser

Trombone on track 4 performed by David Barr
Organ on tracks 7,8 performed by Drew Harakal

Artwork by Zachary Soza
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Recorded @ Green Audio in Fort Worth, Texas.
Mixed by Benjamin Napier @ Green Audio
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Mastered by Gary Long @ Nomad Recording

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Track Name: Aeneas
I’ve drifted, aimlessly, I’ve drifted in hope I’ve drifted, aimlessly, I’ve drifted in hope
I’ve drifted, aimlessly, I’ve drifted in hope
I’ve drifted, aimlessly, I’ve drifted in hope

I’ve drifted, aimlessly, I’ve drifted in hope (But does it ever really change, all of these places stay the same, and will it ever really change for our wives, or our sons, or our daughters?)
I’ve drifted, aimlessly, I’ve drifted in hope
(But does it ever really change, all of these places stay the same, and will it ever really change for our wives, or our sons, or our daughters?)

In waiting on the shore, no time for strife our bellies aching, asking for more.
Our trenchers eaten prophecies fulfilled on this coast .
Our minds enlightened, minds enlightened much more than most.
To take you out, to take you in, to take you away

And only mention peace, and keep your wits about you should some trouble arise
We’ll need a painting with words, cover up scars that we hide behind
And only mention peace, and never settle never settle exemplify!
Track Name: Latinus
Oh how fates arrange, my good fortune has started to show.
A whisper on a breeze, a soaring eagle in this time of need
Do you ever wish that solutions show up at your door?
Offering that promise of peace and an avoidance to war

Is this a story that can ever be told?
Trojan sandals pass underneath my threshold

There’s another way, these men and their blood will raise our names straight up to the stars
Didn’t know it at first now I know who they are.
They’re the sons of Dardanus , thought lost like Atlantis
In a tidal wave! Tidal wave!

Take what you will it doesn’t matter at all, take what you need
Oh how fates arrange, seamlessly, it doesn’t matter at all, take what you need.
So what are you waiting for?
Take my swiftest horses and ride, straight for the Tiber tonight

And tell Aeneas that he needs to be seen,
Trojan princes need not hide from Latin kings.

There’s another way, these men and their blood shall take our names straight up to the stars
Didn’t know it at first now I know who they are.
They’re the sons of Dardanus, thought lost like Atlantis
In a tidal wave! Tidal wave!
Track Name: Turnus I, II, III
I
A cold, sweat. An aging priestess thinks she can wake me up to talk matters of war

Woman don’t you think I've heard
Aeneas is of no concern to me now

Where have I heard this all before? A Trojans steals his bride. NO SURPRISE

Get me my armor I'm going to lay him low
Get me my armor, angered his final foe

Does he not see the parallels or ever contemplate the past?
Hypocritical at best
Oh and this better be the truth it better be the truth I swear
‘cause I don’t wanna know

So we ride. Double time. Double time. Double time.

And with these weapons we aim to lay them low.
And with these weapons death from their final foe.

Does he not see the parallels or ever contemplate the past
Hypocritical at best
Oh and this better be the truth it better be the truth I swear
‘cause I don’t wanna no for an answer.

The problems you’ve had are now multiplied, dwarfed in size, anger has awakened in me.
An anger I can not hold in.
I’d burn all his fields, scatter salt to wind if he had any fields of his own
Empty threats against a people without a home
Instead ill offer him the chance to die with pride
A test in single combat only he and i
Give him that heroes death
Though he deserves much less than admiration from his family or his men
No he wont cry, nor will he beg, he’ll take that hero's death, a hero's.

III
My fate guides me to unravel the future of these foes,
For taking my bride I will bring these criminals to their knees,
In Solitude the Atridae need not suffer, nor Mycenae fight alone,
Is the first defeat not enough for Troy?
Their sin, which once was plenty,
This hatred and disregard for womankind,
Hiding behind their walls and ditches brings them courage,
These will not save them from the massacre.
The walls that were built by Poseidon's own hands,
Did they not see these walls collapsing in flames?
Men I have chosen, who will stand with me,
To force these gates open and make them taste our blades?
I need not arms forged by Hephaestus,
I need not a thousand ships, or fear the Etruscans aide them,
The moon will not hide us to cut down their guards,
A horse is of no value to hide our resolve!
We will encircle these walls under the heat of the sun,
With fire that radiates this bright heat.
They will know this is no Danaan attack,
Nor the Pelasgian force Hector held for ten years!
But the best of this day is behind us,
In good cheer we shall end with dusk.
Rest your tired bodies, and be fed.
Be sure, a battle is on the horizon...
Track Name: Nisus
Fellow men at arms, listen! Listen well!
Clearly we’re surrounded here, from where will come our help
Torches clear this black, from this midnight sky
But pockets of escape remain though to take advantage of and capitalize on

It's not, what you’d wish, but it's what we got
And we’ll take that chance as we’re trapped on foreign lands that are rightfully ours
So we strike. No price to pay but life

Silence chokes this air, pride obstructs my view
Sharpest bronze gleaming in this moonlight, ill run em through and through
Turnus’s cherished prophet could not divine his demise
Drunk and assured, hewn down in this glistening dirt

‘cause it runs, and it flows in haste, this camp laid waste
These executions solve what you cant possibly understand
A lesson learned for all. RUTULIANS, be wary of who you besiege inside their walls.

You’ll test our resolve, our fury and feel its flow.
That warm trickle oh, so, slow.
After all, as this dust gives way, as dawn turns to day, oh after all.


We lie, we linger, we turn to dust,
Dark spots in the soil this armor has rusted
These bones have been picked clean
(Our heads are still missing)
Its not what you’d wish but its what we got
Its not what you’d wish but its what, we, got.
Track Name: Ascanius
Been sitting idle here for weeks, no more movement that most trees.
Surrounded besieged, entrenched and encircled.
With orders not to meet their attack until my father has come back
with Arcadian levies, the men of Evander

The cloud of dust proceeded the sound, of marching feet along this road.
Turnus’s men no doubt seething with anger, a palpable anger
I look out o’er the eastern wall, and what do I see?
I loudly proclaim, I hereby decree

This is your last chance, this is your last chance to flee
This is your dying day, this is my destiny.

Like a lion in a cage, I've been poked I've been prodded I just want to stretch out these claws,
and sink into your flesh
so you choose to mock brave men with proud words?
Is that wise to do? This arrow flies for you

This is your last chance, this is your last chance to flee
This is your dying day, this is my destiny.
Track Name: Pallas
Oh such hands I’ve been entrusted to, Evander he said his prayers
An alliance reforged by the clasping of wrists to keep me safe, to keep me safe

And he said, “I charge you watch after my son”
And he said, “ That’s my only one”
And he said, “Show him how to lead and how to fight”
And he prayed, “Hear my righteous plea”
And he prayed, “Have mercy on Arcadian kings”
And he prayed, “If he’s destined for death than strike me down”

But father don’t you understand, that this is my rite.
A path towards green pastures breaking up this pastoral life.
So father can you understand, will you ever cheer up?
For it’s not with wine but honor I intend to fill my cup.

Feeling hindered and tame by the softness of earth
Dismounted on foot as we charge
Now is not the time to rely on our feet
But swords in hands to swing at our bitter foes

And he died Hisbo with his furious charge
And he died Halaesus struck him straight in the heart
And he died poor Lagus and Ladon and Pheres, Strymonius too
And they felt the shudder as the shield starts to crack
And they felt the sting of my spear in their back
And they felt the weight of their shame their tails between legs, cut them off as they scatter.

But father don’t you understand, that this is my rite.
A path towards greener pastures breaking up this pastoral life.
So father can you understand, will you ever cheer up?
For it’s not with wine but honor I intend to fill my cup.
Track Name: Mezentius I, II, III
I
Sons bury their fathers, not the other way around
Took his death with honor, shielded from that killing blow
I watched him sink his spirit falter

Oh is there anybody up there? Can anybody see?
Oh is there anybody up there, to have so forsaken me?

Swords swung swiftly through this air,
That certain ring of bronze, makes all battles stop to watch and listen.
Why such rush such haste towards death, and he bravely fought, but fought not enough.

Oh is there anybody up there? Can anybody see?
Oh is there anybody up there, to have so forsaken me?

They say that each life comes with a chance to repent.
A chance to make up for sins that they did commit.
Brave Aeneas how I'm going to ride you down.

Oh is there anybody up there?

II
There's blood in my eyes but I've never seen clearer
My purpose is vengeful straight forward and true
Aeneas the Trojan with his empire near and Mezentius the exile with nothing to lose.
So I'll add one more body, a king to my count, but my leg is just holds me so bring me my mount.
Regrets I have many, specifically one, that a father's debts they were paid by his son.

I cant say is this the end? Oh I couldn't care.

Aeneas! Aeneas! AENEAS I CRY!
Do you think you can beat us, a man and his horse?
Encircling, encircling, my spears they take flight
merely denting his shield, they were thrown with such force.
I have no expectations of glory or praise.
Furthermore i would gladly dig out my own grave.
All it takes for a victory a win in this fight,
is him equally dead in the dirt by my side.

I cant say is this the end? Oh I couldn't care.

A lightning bolt it leaves his hand.
The thunder clap hits right between the eyes.
A rider has fallen down to earth, and I know,
I know.
Why mock and threaten me with death?
There is no sin here to commit.
A solitary last request.
Bury me with my own.

III
Why Mock and threaten me with death?
There is no sin here to commit.
A solitary last request.
Bury me with my own.
Why Mock and threaten me with death?
There is no sin here to commit.
A solitary last request.
Bury me right next to.

LAUSUS.
Track Name: Evander
The winds through these trees, speak in a shaky voice.
They carry regrets and sorrow and bring a mournful chill.
And word travels fast, and bad news the fastest of all.
No longer talk of Pallas the brave,
no longer talk of all the warriors he slayed.
Just open weeping, for Pallas my son, what have you done?

What do you think they'll say of me?
They'll shout it out, they'll shout it out.
"A man so past his prime, sent his own son to die!"
Oh it echoes in my halls.

Grab all your torches, empty those sconces,
line 'em up on the road let us welcome our heroes.
To think your mother is spared, and death took her long ago.
Pallas oh Pallas, you promised me so!
Pallas oh Pallas, too few years have you known!
The pyres are waiting, the procession is set,
filled with regret.

What do you think they'll say of me?
They'll shout it out, they'll shout it out.
"A man so past his prime, sent his own son to die!"
Oh it echoes in my halls.

The wind through these trees, spoke in a shaky voice,
with regret and sorrow they brought a mournful chill.
And word travels fast, and bad news the fastest of all.
And what we talk of is Pallas the brave!
And what we talk of are the warriors he slayed!
Just joyful weeping for Pallas my son,
your fight is won.
Track Name: Juturna
Turnus I've been told your time is up, the sand it has emptied from its glass.
It weighs heavy on my chest.
But it's hard as this goddess and your sister nonetheless,
as your grew older and I stayed the same with immortality I acquiesced,
it's not my fault Zeus chose me to fuck around!

And all this time how I watched over you.

We can betray our fates, and all that entails.
Oh I need to get control, take this chariot and drive it straight towards the setting sun.
Oh we'll hack and slash our way, create rivers running red.
Oh how I need to get control!

You've gotten what you came for, dont punish him.
Dont punish him, please let him live I'm on my knees.

If this fight is over, you'll lose your life, you'll lose your life.
A spark to ignite is within my sight.
I cant have peace, and so i seek, a weaker soul, restart this row,
make tired men take arms again.
And all this time how I watched over you.

We can betray our fates, and all that entails.
Oh I need to take control, a single spear is the step from which these ant beds will explode.
Oh we'll hack and slash our way, create rivers running red.
Oh how I need to take control.

You've gotten what you came for, don't punish him.
Don't punish him, please let him live I'm on my knees.

I can't protect you anymore, dear brother I've got to let you go.

You've gotten what you came for, don't punish him.
You've gotten what you came for, please let him live.
You've gotten what you came for, don't punish him.
You've gotten what you came for, please let him live, please let him live.
Track Name: Iulus
The peace has held across this land yet we must not stumble as we stand on the cusp of something great
Oh it's a legacy of a thousand years, enter conquered cities to praise and cheers
that’s the merit of our claim.
A new world order that’s the game we play.

It wasnt Turnus nor his men that could stop the swift Dardanian but complacence at it’s worst.
It will rear its head and then purr then hiss while your back is turned in ambivalence
That’s the beauty of its strike, unsuspecting legacies beware.

If time can take its toll, our memories will wash away, fade away.
If it’s not set in stone, placed up so high, our memories will wash away.

I see cities so full, with fresh water brought from afar.
From the mountains so crisp and so cool, I see leisure and luxury.
Patrons of art so magnificent, elegant,
Armies so strong they’ll stand up against elephants, nothing can get in our way.
Oh it's the culture of cultures, the finest of wines
The spreading of great architectural minds to the
North, South, East, and West our destiny will manifest

If time can take its toll, our memories will wash away, fade away.
If it’s not set in stone, placed up so high, our memories will wash away.

So if you’ve stayed with my story thus far our trials were great, certainly not sparse
We fled from our homes, from Odysseus’s torch, we took to the waves we took to the waves