Zac Sacobie Rucker

The Battle for Sugar Valley - Lyrics

Trimmer of the Tombstones

Shorn from stone
You built our home
Turned the wild lands
Into lush gardens
Built from bone
Veil of time
Sweeps over
And blinds me to my youth
And aging

x2:
You will find those bones
Buried at our home
And know that though I lie below
I will grow and find my way to your poison
And snuff you out

Follow me
Follow me
Follow me down
Follow me down (to your son)
Follow me to your home
Built from bone
Veil of time
Sweeps over
and blinds me to my youth
And aging

You will find those bones
Buried at our home
And know that though I lie below
I will grow and find my way to your poison
And snuff you out

The Reaper Looms Over

Here where death is scared
And the roots of earth grow deep
With our pained hearts we open the gates
One final time before we sleep
Oh Father Of Mine
Where did you go when the winter snow
Fell like a hammer from the sky
And crushed us under like a fly?
Oh Father Of Mine
I see time fading and you degrading
And why you go I cant deny
But I fear that time will pass us by

Curse the Reaper
Curse the land
Curse the bloodline
Curse the farmhands
Spoiled soil
From the earth
Rotten roots
And frozen hearth
Curse the earth on which you stand
curse the reaper curse the land
Curse the Reaper
Curse the land
Spoiled soil
From the earth
Rotten roots

In the morning the dew hangs orange and heavy
Like tears from dying earth, standing at the ready
We met together and said our last goodbye
But the tears they did not fall from me
They fell down from the skies

And though it's frigid, this sweet September rain
I am burning hot from another legacy of pain

Curse the Reaper
Curse the land
Curse the bloodline
Curse the farmhands
Spoiled soil
From the earth
Rotten roots
And frozen hearth
Curse the earth on which you stand
curse the reaper curse the land
Curse the Reaper
Curse the land

Razorbacks

I look out my window
I see the dying light
I turn back in confidence
To see

Ruin made of paradise
I turned my back and in went your knives
I guess I didnt need to know
I guess I didnt need to know

And though
I wont walk those fields again
And though
The trees will forever a mystery to me
I know that my blood runs through the land
A mortal soil that tresspassers cannot undertstand
I follow the Razorbacks

Ruin made of paradise
I turned my back and in went your knives
I guess I didnt need to know
I guess I didnt need to know

Night of Black Snow and Hidden Knives

Knives came when we slept
And into the night we scattered
Illusions of saftey shattered
The snow fell red with blood

And as the petty pope lays his law down fromt he pulpit
A pestilence in vestments
A testament to mans ignorance
And under his thumb do we live
And what we have will be taken
In short order by them

I will not quietly (I will not exist if they do not exist)
I will not go loudly
I will not exist if they do not exist
War
Power
A vicious wound
Fire
Away

x2:
A through this mess I beat my chest
Until I became bloody
And even though I cannot go
There are those that I'd send for me

Red Legacies

Forged in flame
On a quiet night
Sunder
Take Under

Cold worn steel
Rests upon my throat
And his knives live on in my spine

What do I have to show
For my great fall?

Passed down to me like a wicked disease
Cut from my heart like the branches of trees
This is our legacy

This is our legacy
We share our legacy
Red legacies
This is our legacy
We share our legacy
Red legacy
Red legacies

And I kept on living
Pursuit for something and not forgiving
What fire must I throw myself in?
What can we do?

What did you make and pass down to me?
A twisted red heirloom that screams and bleeds
Throw it into the flame
Throw it into the flame
Throw it into the flame
You will never be the same
What did you make and pass down to me?
A twisted red heirloom that screams and bleeds

Forged in flame
On a quiet night
Sunder
Take Under
Cold worn steel
Rests upon my throat
And his knives live on in my spine

What do I have to show
For my great fall?

Passed down to me like a wicked disease
Cut from my heart like the branches of trees
This is our legacy

This is our legacy
We share our legacy
Red legacies
This is our legacy
We share our legacy
Red legacy
Red legacies

Throw it into the flame
Throw it into the flame
Throw it into the flame
You will never be the same
What did you make and pass down to me?
A twisted red heirloom that screams and bleeds

The Battle of Sugar Valley

I thought the fever would break
I thought I made my mistakes
But there was one more fight
This one was for my life

I watched the seasons change
I tried to channel my pain
But I'm afraid of what I became
In my effort to try and place the blame

And I grew into a twisted root
My blood became the source
And all progress became moot
Battles won and battles lost
Are now all the same to me
I know the time will come
To face a greater enemy

And I spit
Into the eye of the moon
And wished for horrors to fall upon you
But blood
Is only made right by blood
At least thats what you told me
When you came and took the sun

When I was weak
I took a step through the gate
I beat my hands on the doors till morning
And brought to bear my angers storming
And I fell
Through 10 levels of hell
Demons ringing my bell
Until I learned to spare my suffering

The wind through the trees
Blows softly through the leaves
Pine branches jagged in the dark
I have no home for this just the memories in my heart
As we grow old and I grow diseased
I am worried that my heart cannot
Hold these memories

Burgeoning echos
Chase me
To light I cannot see
Echo
Erase me

I thought the fever would break
I thought I made my mistakes
But there was one more fight
This one was for my life

I watched the seasons change
I tried to channel my pain
But I'm afraid of what I became
In my effort to try and place the blame

And I grew into a twisted root
My blood became the source
And all progress became moot
Battles won and battles lost
Are now all the same to me
I know the time will come
To face a greater enemy

When I was weak
I took a step through the gate
And I spit
Into the eye of the moon

Wailing Trees and Screaming Stumps

Wild skies
Folding in before my eyes
Broken clocks
And seizing gears
Bring rough winters drawing near
We take our lives into our hands
And no matter how I land
I can start anew a solitary man
Cold seeps into my bones
And I feel alone while surrounded

We know the truth
We can see the branches burning
We can hear trees screaming
They ask
How could you leave us here?
To burn anew?

Broken bones on the side of the road
A sign of the times to come
An omen of no hope
And I have nothing
And I am nothing
And own nothing
And I am worthless
And I feel alone while surrounded

How could you leave us here?
To burn anew?

The King in Crimson

And I sat by the windowside
As I watched the storm blow by
It was under grey skies that I realized
I must calm the storm inside
Stone by stone I will do my good
I will return to knightlyhood
And when I stand in that field of roses
I will don my cloak and begin my prose
I have conqured the world inside
To be reborn we must die
Begin to die

Woe, to beasts before my wrath
I've, got the bloody eye
And a cloak to match disguise
Ashes climbing to the sky
A king in crimson red, at the pyres eye
Onward souls flew up in ash
To reap the earth unabashed

As time drew on
I realized
You were doing the best that you could
Not for me, but for you
And I see all you've done and do

I must release this anger, before I endanger
My sanity, a release for me
I must cherish what I have left
Before it crumbles in my hands
My father I must forgive
Forget
And love
I love you forever