This is the first band I've posted on here that I've not been at least a little familiar with. I first heard this while watching some skateboarding on FuelTV, and thought the driving rhythm and evocative lyrics were perfect mood music for an "approaching doom" type campaign from either the side of the attacking army, or those encamped, awaiting the unstoppable force that's relentlessly coming their way.
Though not the best sound quality, and not a true music video, I hope you appreciate Wilmington, North Carolina's A.S.G.
Marching towards the sun
The command that's under no one
Master of war and lords
The rain falls for 13 days
The horses seem to know their number
Focus on you alone
All I've got is what you see x3
Pick up the stones that decay
On this small ground
Pick up the stones that decay
Its my gift to you
The purest pain a man can live through
Just in an afternoon
Admiral greed the sea
Born again amongst these trees
Rooting on in, into history
All I've got is what you see x3
Pick up the stones that decay
On this small ground
Pick up the stones that decay
Marching towards the sun
The dark command that's under no one
Master of war and lords
The rain falls for 13 days
The horses seem to know their number
Focus on you alone
All I've got is what you see x3
Pick up the stones that decay
On this small ground
Pick up the stones that decay
*As always, I don't own this, blah blah blah.
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