[Verse 1] The Black Almanac opened wide When every clock struck wrong, It marked the names of vanished men And towns that won’t stay gone. The Black Guide bears a broken ring In red upon its hide, Read one line and hear the earth Start breathing from inside. [Pre-Chorus] Older than the oldest sin, Patient underneath your skin— [Chorus] Old Leech! Down where the black roots reach! Old Leech! The dark has learned to speak! Run from the woods, run from the deep, Pray that the hungry heavens sleep— Praise! Old Leech! Praise! Old Leech! [Verse 2] The fires died at Slango Camp, No tracks came down the trail, The Kalamov stones shone in the rain Beneath a moon gone pale. Something followed through the trees, Stepping where they stepped, Wearing faces stolen clean From those it hunted next. [Pre-Chorus] Every path will bring you back, Every star is turning black— [Chorus] Old Leech! Down where the black roots reach! Old Leech! The dark has learned to speak! Run from the woods, run from the deep, Pray that the hungry heavens sleep— Praise! Old Leech! Praise! Old Leech! [Verse 3] The vents inside the Broadsword hissed Of Pageants underground, Belphegor waits beyond the glass Where human skins are found. The Children wear our eyes and smiles, They speak with borrowed breath, They feed upon the fear we make And laugh themselves to death. [Bridge] There is no throne. There is no crown. Only the tunnels Leading down. There is no hell. There is no sky. Only a hunger That learned how to lie. [Breakdown] Draw the ring and leave it broken. Turn the Black Guide to the sign. Read the words that weren’t meant spoken. Give your blood and join the line. [Final Chorus] Old Leech! Down where the black roots reach! Old Leech! The dark has learned to speak! Run from the woods, run from the deep, Pray that the hungry heavens sleep— Praise! Old Leech! Praise! Old Leech! [Outro] Close the Almanac. Put out every light. The face at the window Is wearing yours tonight. Praise! Old Leech! Praise! Old Leech!
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