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Phantom's Pub (feat. Jarlshof)

by Skeptik

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A tale of a lost and forgotten bar, hidden in a deep enchanted forest wherein all time comes to a halt. A place where you can go to forget your worries, but not a place to go if you intend to return to them. Features guest vocals by Callum of the epic viking metal band Jarlshof from the Shetland Islands.

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Far past where the barren-branched trees
Reach their wooded claws heavenward
Over forested paths, crimsoned by fallen leaves
A tavern hides, torn, lost in the in-between
And in between it’s walls…time is still
Where torment, tears and misfortune
Are poured in to the bottom of your cup
Forget your troubles, and transform your mind into sludge
As we raise them up

Welcome friends, where your wandering road ends
You’ll find a welcoming entrance, but no doors
So bring your worries, your troubles and your fears
And we’ll replace them all with infinite pints of beer

So let’s get wrecked
Our spirits are never ending
So top me off
Our souls rejoice tonight
Let’s get fucked up
Let’s toast each living braincell
Cause we can not leave
In Phantom’s Pub you're trapped inside

Now the hours grow, longer and louder
Emptying the growlers, metal mugs crash
In a mindless jollity
Caught up in a moment, we heathens- heedless
To the fact that the door we entered through is gone
Morning fades into twilight
But we would never have a solitary sign
For no light
Of the moon or sun enters into shine
And we’re all too fucking drunk to care

So let’s get wrecked
Our spirits are never ending
So top me off
Our souls rejoice tonight
Let’s get fucked up
Let’s toast each living braincell
Cause we can not leave
In Phantom’s Pub you're trapped inside

There’s a bar you may come across in time
Where the patrons that await within the walls are a tad bit off
A little bit of curiosity will lead you through the en-try
And an orc-ish, goblin barkeep will see to it that you’re inebriated

Mead, wine, ale, beer, shots, rum, whisky
And everything in between and around
To intoxicate your mind
In the deep enchanted forests, things are mystical and shifty
So we might as well get smashed
While here stuck here for all time

Welcome friends, where your wandering road ends
You’ll find a welcoming entrance, but no doors
So bring your worries, your troubles and your fears
And we’ll replace them all with infinite pints of beer

So let’s get wrecked
Our spirits are never ending
So top me off
Our souls rejoice tonight
Let’s get fucked up
Let’s toast each living braincell
Cause we can not leave
In Phantom’s Pub you're trapped inside

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released September 18, 2020

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Skeptik St. Louis, Missouri

Skeptik is a one man heathen metal band from St. Louis, MO in the USA. Drawing influences metal, hip hop, folk, industrial and everything in between, Skeptik's sound is signatured by rapid fire harsh vocals and a wide array of synth and atmosphere. A frequent musical collaborator, be sure to hit “contact” if interested. ... more

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