Ty Morn - Lifting The Curse - Canciones Para Una Vida

LIFTING  THE  CURSE 

Tres años han pasado ya desde la publicación del segundo y a fecha de esta reseña, último LP de estudio del la banda británica Ty Morn, que es exactamente el mismo tiempo que pasó desde el debut del grupo en 2019 hasta su continuación en 2022. el caso es que esta interesante banda podría estar a punto de publicar algo nuevo a juzgar por la mencionada trayectoria, teniendo que seguir recurriendo al material publicado hasta la fecha mientras esperamos su siguiente paso, es buena excusa para recuperar algo de su material pasado, hoy, de su segundo LP, de 2022, "Last Villain Testament" recupero el tema "Lifting the curse", del que dejo un enlace a youtube.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGHCYo_xiaM 

 

Saluting all explorers with adventure on their minds
When shallow graves no longer tempt the salivating kind
The bottom of the deepest pit may hold a horde of gold
But careful if the treasure hides a hex beyond the mould

Unending thirst turns sour
What felt divine and bound for glory
There lies deceit beyond the sign
Anathemas bear down upon you
The ties that bind in a sacred confusion
At peril all who enter here

Cold tombs in the dirt
With aeons of hurt
Never say it out loud
Always fear to return
For better or worse
Were we not the first?
When you’re under the spell
There’s no lifting the curse
Oh oh lifting the curse Oh oh lifting the...

Curses upon thee, you brethren of greed
We rest undisturbed precious cargo indeed
Ancestors before you have all tried in vain
To seize and escape our immortal disdain
A prize sits ripe for plunder
Lain undiscovered with a story
Who dares to lay it on the line?

In caskets of earth
The dead hold their worth
As a hand takes the shroud
Something inside to yearn
What lies in the verse
Did someone not learn
There’s all manner of hell
In lifting the curse
Oh oh, lifting the curse...

Drop the spade in fright
Run with all your might
Spectres that appear soon embrace you
Charged with crime of life
Fear their jealous eyes
Burn and then deny
All that’s tried and true

Cold tombs in the dirt
An epoch of hurt
Though marauders still search
Leaving screams there unheard
For better or worse
Were we not the first?
It’s their final farewell
Good luck lifting the curse
Oh oh, lifting the curse
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, lifting the curse 

By Nash