HEAVY MUSIC INSPIRED BY THE DRAGON HIMSELF

[falsedragon]

Good day brothers and sisters..check this out our band if you have the time

 

myspace.com/lavosbeckon

 

"...No Bar To My Call (The Great Hunt Pt. 2)" now streaming

 

thanks and hope you enjoy

 

Butch

Lavos Beckon

[heinrich]

lol not bad! i like how you describe it as sounding like "Saidin flowing and searing Shadowspawn to cinder."

 

Good Job

[Direwolf Jon]

It's got a good sound to it.  Great work, can't wait to hear more!

[falsedragon]

thanks kind sirs...we'll be recording an album this year, hopefully to be released here in the philippines and internationally. btw here's the lyrics..enjoy!

 

…No Bar To My Call (The Great Hunt, Pt. 2)

Curled, golden Horn

Object of the Legends

Summon through your song

The Heroes of the Ages

No iron is hard

No mountain is tall

For, “The grave is no bar to my call”

 

Mount and spur your horse!

Gallop with the wind

Nothing must bar the course

The Great Hunt begins

Make haste! Sniff out the trail

Of something far more vile

Upon the task at hand rides

The hope of all mankind

 

She walks the earth again

Daughter of the Night

“Between us it never ends”

The Pattern grips you tight

The heron wades in your palm

The blood you deny

The banner you dread the most

Do you still defy?

 

(Chorus)

Bards will sing our songs

Gleemen tell our tales and our stories

Think only of salvation

Not of greatness and all the glory

 

For the grave is no bar to my call

 

From Stone to Stone

Scenes of what might be

Straying you away

From your destiny

Vitality so great

In the void it waits

Corruption by the taint

In the void it waits

 

Bards will sing our song

Gleemen tell our tales and our stories

Think only of salvation

Not of greatness and all the glory

 

Draw and bare your steel

Blade rang on blade

The heron’s now yours for real

Slay or be slain

Duty runs in your veins

Summoned Heroes aid

And now, fulfill your fate

Ride the weave of the Age!

 

Bards will sing our song

Gleemen tell our tales and our stories

Think only of salvation

Not of greatness and all the glory

 

For the grave is no bar to my call