Lake of the Wood

by Lake of the Wood

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released 22 April 2011

Written & Performed by
Kirk Holmes (Vocals/Guitar)
Jeffrey Garriock (Backing Vocals/Bass)
Brad Peck (Drums)

Recorded and Mixed by J.Garriock
Mastered by Andy Krehm

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Track Name: Ghosts
He comes, he comes from the flatlands.
from the cold and the darkness
His pale plaster eyes could've stole
the moon from the sky's throat

Oh kitchi-manitou-wayo's ghost, have mercy on my soul
they told us that they'd hang you, one calf for a crow
but with ignorance they've showed
the innocence they stole

Now he wails, he wails from the mountains.
rattling the wind at its coldest
His frozen oaken tongue
will eat your soul
for the injustice he's owed

Oh kitchi-manitou-wayo's ghost, have mercy on my soul
they told us that they'd hang you, one calf for a crow
but with ignorance they've showed
the innocence they stole

he comes, he comes from the flatlands
and he hunts in the darkness
his pale plaster eyes will eat your soul
unless you offer up his ode

oh kitchi-manitou-wayo's ghost, have mercy on my soul
they told us that they'd hang you, one calf for a crow
but with ignorance they've showed
the innocence they stole
Track Name: Blood
The summer rain
couldn't wash the blood off
my scarecrow face
from the day
the summer's sun fell past the pond and buried my best friend's bones beside the lake

Let the, thunder lay on us now
Let the, lighting immolate the clouds
Let the, fire river through our house
Let the blood between us now.
Let the blood between us now.
Track Name: Casket
I'm made of wood
I'm a shadow from the dullest light on earth
I'm December snow, stuck on your nose
I'm the eyelash kiss you'd given him to pull his frozen body from the cold
It was the warmest love, of the morning sun
but i'm just wood
and winter's frozen my limbs to the earth
I'm the eerie tones, of your rattlin' bones
I'm the wind chimed notes whose pitches wrote the story better than my voice ever could
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When you lay beneath the stones
When the sky has sapped your soul
Will you ask the wind to blow
The wind to blow your body home
The wind won't blow your body home
Well the wind won't blow your home
If the wind wont blow your body home
i will have to have to hold your bones
Track Name: Limbs
Limbs in the fog!
Don't let the leeches eat them
The water wants my blood to sketch the edges of its depths with

our future's dark!
Stars are swallowed by it
The tree line's undefined and growing twisted lucid giants

that arch through the sky
as they come for our souls
death danced in on the treetops
to the screams of the death folk

That deer skin drum!
beats through the fog in my dreams
I'm swimming through the path the ghosts of my ancestors left me

But I can't wake up!
I can't escape from this scene
I've built the gaps between the worlds and now they're right beneath me

They arch through the sky
as they come for our souls
death danced in on the treetops
to the screams of the death folk