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Gothic Blonde - Original Lyrics and Compositions by Johanez Johnston Copyright 2025 Aberdare Multimedia The Gothic Blondes Lead Guitar, Piano, Cello - Johanez Synthesizers & Keyboards - Azrielle Drums & Percussion - Holly Violin, Reeds & Bagpipes - Madeline Grand Piano & additional Keyboards - HeiRan The Call [Verse 1] Beneath the yew, we call through time, To cleanse the lies of twisted rhyme, Their prophet’s sins, a broken creed, Skull coins we lay for truth to bleed, The dead arise to right the deed. [Chorus] Blessed Be, hear the call through veil, Where truth and bone shall never fail, We sing to stars, their Call our pride, With ancient fire, Ashes to turned tide, Awake the dead, our truth collides. [Verse 2] Shadows stained, their gestapo lore, Their boots defile what came before, Past poisoned pens, thieves of light, We chant through veils to claim the right, In midnight’s fire, we burn the night. [Chorus] Blessed Be, hear the call through veil, Where truth and bone shall never fail, We sing to stars, their Call our pride, With ancient fire, Ashes to turned tide, Awake the dead, our truth collides. [Bridge] Beneath the trees, we light the flame, To call the dead by sacred name, Their whispers guide through misty stone, Within celtic hearts, we’re not alone, We mend the thread where souls have flown. [Verse 3] From a ruined heart, we weave our call, To mend the truth, where shadows fall, Through wretched soul, a fractured lie, We sing to stars where spirits fly, The dead return, their pleas our final cry. [Chorus] Blessed Be, hear the call through veil, Where truth and bone shall never fail, We sing to stars, their Call our pride, With ancient fire, Ashes to turned tide, Awake the dead, our truth collides.