Millions of the Mouthless Dead, by Vallhünd

Millions of the Mouthless Dead

by Vallhünd

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1.	Dark Earth / Dark Heaven 02:55	lyrics
The air is loud with death,the dark sky burns with fire, The explosions ceaseless, the dead hang on the wire A man’s brains splattered on another soldier’s face The sky rains iron, fear chokes your veins Chorus Dark Earth! Dark Heavens! We are born to die The thundering line of battle, artillery moans and sings Another rifle rattles, another soldier screams Burn of chemical smoke, makes death obscene Pray that your final blow, comes quick and comes clean Chorus Helpless, among the living and the dead All are changed, a terrible beauty born. Hopeless, for dying we are bred Born dead to suffer god’s scorn The air is loud with death, the dark sky burns with fire, The explosions ceaseless, the dead hang on the wire Name after name, you question why they died Born in his image? Then god has lied! Dark Earth, Dark Heaven We are born to a rotting god!
2.	Guns of August 04:55	lyrics
The Guns of August The sun rose over the hill, Bare for the gathered hay, A blackbird sang by the windowsill, And a girl kneels down to pray: ‘Keep him safe through the night, O Lord, Whom Thou hast kept safe through the day.’ The sun rose over the shell-swept hill, The guns are over the way, A soldier turns from the hell of the night. To the hell of another day, And a bullet sings by the parapet to drive in the new-turned clay. A shell screams over his head to ring in another day The sun sinks over the hill, They had carried in all the hay, A blackbird sang by the window-sill, And a girl kneels down to pray: ‘Keep him safe through the night, O Lord, Whom Thou hast kept safe through the day.’ The sun sinks by the shell-swept hill, The guns had cleared the way, A soldier turned to sleep that night. Who would not wake for the day, A bullet sang by the parapet Shredding flesh like new turned clay A blackbird flew from the window-sill, While a girl knelt down to pray.
3.	Dead Wake 04:56	lyrics
A sailing ship, the jewel of Liverpool’s crown. Not a person aboard, believed they’d drown. The captain of sub U-20, had decided their fate. 1200 souls, their deaths would not wait From her birth, Lusitania’s secret not told A place for munitions, inside the hold. The passengers above, they walk carefree Oblivious to the danger, under the sea. Chorus Mourn for the toll of the slaughter Mourn for the innocent slain. Sink beneath the waves and salt water Innocence put in harms way (Lusitania’s dead wake? A zig zag route and the liner turned, A perfect target at 700 meters The passengers felt, the hit of torpedo And soon explosions would break the hull
4.	Millions of the Mouthless Dead 02:59	lyrics
Millions of the mouthless dead, Across your dreams in pale battalions go, Say no soft things as other men, They won’t remember, you need not so Give them no praise, deaf, they do not hear Shed no tears for they are blind, there is no honor Because it’s easy to be dead Victor and vanquished are one in death Coward and brave, friend or foe Ghosts do not say, what did you do with breath? Because a blot has hid yesterday So poor, manifestly, incomplete. Your bright promise, withered long and spent Is touched, stirs, rises, opens and grows sweet. Road to death, men are marching And someday the bullet could reach you Such is Death, no triumph or defeat An empty pail, a slate wiped clean. Millions of the mouthless dead Across your dreams in pale battalions go Say only this, “They are dead” and “Many a better has died before.” You think you see a face you know It is a ghost, Death has made him his for evermore
5.	Only the Rats are Winning 03:02	lyrics
On the battlefield, we thrive and breed Feeding on your waste and filth. Crawling through mud and rot, spreading like disease Your suffering is our wealth Millions act as one, our numbers unending Every individual is king Strike one down, a hundred come Here we rule supreme Chorus Armies massing Legions advancing From the beginning The rats were winning Expanding across the fields of war What do you see in our eyes? No fear of flame or shrieking iron You feed our hunger as you die We belong to no nation We carry no flag After you scorch the earth We are the only ones to remain Chorus You are masters of your own destruction We feed off your decay Multiplying from your corruption Growing strong as you fade Millions act as one, our numbers unending Every individual is king Strike one down, a hundred more will come We wait for your death, grinning Chorus
6.	A Pilot's Lament 06:09	lyrics
I know that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above; Those I fight I do not hate, Those I guard I do not love. I have no country, I have no home I left my family to go to war My likely end will bring them no loss Or leave them better than before. No law or duty, made me fight. No public men, no cheering crowds. A lonely impulse to take flight. Drives me to war up in the clouds. I have sat in a crystal space. Like an eagle, high above the earth. Gazing down on man’s creations. Judging them for all their worth. Chorus The years to come, are a waste of breath, A waste of breath the years behind. In balance with this life is death. I leave the ground, grey and soaking. I struggle through the murky white. The clouds close in, I feel that I’m choking. And then explode into a land of light I tumble from the sky, my engines screaming. I watch the earth come tumbling about. The fields spread out, the ground rises to greet me. No one to hear my final shout Outro The years to come, are waste of breath, A waste of breath the years behind. In balance with this life is death. But in the sky, I was alive
7.	Anthem for Doomed Youth 04:11	lyrics
No words for those who died as cattle Only the anger of the guns. They lie in silence despite the rifles' rattle Spitting out their deadly orisons. What candles may be held to speed them all? To guide them home when they die. The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall; Their eyes shine the glimmers of goodbye Chorus No salvation for them, no prayers or bells; Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs, Of shrill, demented, wailing shells The bugles call from sad shires. This is the price of the common man Who lived in a common way Called upon to serve by “better men.” Who can tally the worth of all the slain?

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Seven new Vallhund songs based on the poetry of World War I.

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released February 8, 2021

All instruments performed or programmed by Aaron Ashley

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Vallhund Minnesota

Vallhünd makes metal music. Death, thrash, melodic? Forget the sub genres, just metal. Influences are proudly displayed and nothing should be taken (too) seriously.

Vallhünd is Aaron Ashley, originally from the Duluth, MN music scene. Currently in a basement in the Twin Cities south metro. ... more