Grah Ahst Monahven

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A true account of the battle at the Throat of the World.


soul of a dragon, heart of a lion, wrath of a giant // born into mortal flesh, bestowed with the strength of a tyrant // fated, my deadly quest, woven from threads history fed // a fate that I accept, my trial is Skyrim's // ice-grim, my demeanor, stone-chiseled features // born in a world grayer than the beard of my teachers // you can call me Akatosh's preacher // with prose honed in the throat of the world, I'm Nirn's most dangerous creature // my voice caries over distances great // the sonic waves penetrate through ya flesh like a blade // the words I say, like a thousand pounds, how can you escape from the speed of sound? // my larynx lays waste to these creatures foul // the perfect balance of magic and steel weapons // stick and stones to break ya bones, and the words to leave ya spirit severed // mercy? never, Imma put you to rest // so fuck the knees, my arrows are going straight to the head

lost in time the darkness in which I found a new light // banished by the world I ruled, though I would start a new life // thoughts of my brethren slain, vengeance with a crave // the war we fought for our Dov race will not be in vain // I am he who is chose to rule this pathetic world // for man cannot accept his fate to bring this petty quarrel // why must you continue to try to stop the inevitable? // only a fool would clash with a being that finds one edible // I'll effortlessly penetrate my claws through your flesh // reach your back and squeeze your lungs so you bleed every single breath // and gaze into your shaking eyes, I enjoy the pain of man // yes it's sadistic, I'm twisted like DNA strands // I'll end this with just a few words and leave the Dovah stamp // Yol...Toor Shul, scorching you into the sand // a gift unto your Aedra, an example for all you heathens // behold your Dovahkiin, I found Kyne's missing pieces

chorus (both mixed):
dragon code, dragon tongue, dragon bones, dragon blood // dragon oath, dragon what? dragon's end, no, dragon clutch // drag you home, dragon done, drag you slow, dragon fucked, dragon versus Dragonborn // battle till the end of us

cho: you face a God, my power is that of every Dovah amalgamated // you arrogant, misguided, limited imitation // naive and impatient for human enslavement // a utopia built on malevolence and hatred

meta: Alduin, I will do you in // soldiers from Whiterun are now moving in to let your life run down these ebon ends // we ride to uphold the order of blades, I am Dovahkiin // reduce your ass to ash blacker than the Daedra skin

cho: slow down, feel the gelid grip of my frost breath // they're all dead, nobody's left like these lopped off heads // a cold end for your world, where are your nine divines? // Nirn is only the beginning, all of Mundus will be mine

meta: we speak the same tongue, yet you lack the comprehension? // Imma slam your head against this language barrier till you start to listen // mark you for death, become ethereal, close in and burn with fire breath // not even Aura Whisper could ever find whats left

cho: Dragonborn, you are mistaken... // scaleless dragon you are naked, your legacy is tainted // I will erase this...nameless mortal fool, I am ageless // Akatosh's first born, Alduin the ancient

meta: self proclaimed first born, more like the first abortion // your understanding's incomplete, world eater? please // I think you underestimate the portions // Imma curb that appetite with words of wisdom and be back in Sovngarde in time for dinner

cho: false dragon, still born, return to your human womb // the Falmer have seen Argonians more dragon than you // Meteor Storm, come forth, make this Nirn a burning tomb // cry to your gods while set ablaze, as they have led you to your doom

meta: you really have lost your mind, or what's left // my ancestors lost you in time, I'm here to help you find the way to death // soar to the heavens, you're finished // with one final sentence I'll dig you a grave to hell and Joor Zah Frul to drop you in it

chorus repeat


from Minus World, released August 5, 2013


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