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tidings

by randytaylor69

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El Hablante
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El Hablante I like feet Favorite track: jólasveinar.
jurbital
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jurbital Who doesn't like juleboys? I especially enjoy the Þvörusleikir. Favorite track: jólasveinar.
Chromfell
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Chromfell finally there is more! Favorite track: jólasveinar.
Shahpur II
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Shahpur II Apparently, there is nothing Rose likes more than twisted Germanic Christmas folklore and scouring through the Roud Folk Song Index, and I have no complaints. She has cornered the market on dark esoteric Christmas music. Fuck Michael Buble. Maybe her next step will be Spanish easter traditions (google image it). In all seriousness, these songs are great. I really enjoyed them. She is certainly very talented in singing, instrumentation, producing, and songwriting. She’s essentially Kanye. Favorite track: the year king.
ronhausz
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ronhausz Was waiting this in a few days! :)
Great as allways
playdoh_bandito
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playdoh_bandito Another randytaylor69 holiday banger Favorite track: jólasveinar.
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o rest ye merry gentlemen, but best ye not betray the christmas witch who bore you and sent you all this way thirteen lads of little charm, their mother they obey o, tidings from these thirteen deployed, these wayward boys o, tidings of their dark, monstrous ploys grýla with her knife in hand reclines inside a cave on children's flesh she sates herself but soon enough she'll crave the might and strength of satan's pow'r that ice-cold tidal wave o, tidings from those in her employ, those thirteen boys grim tidings of those whom they destroy
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we're off to the woods to kill the year king two hoops at right angle held aloft we'll bring we'll hunt him and tire him off of the wing and that's how we'll make capture of the year king his clothes will be all torn, his shoes will be all worn he'll suffer the same fate as john barleycorn crashing through the undergrowth we seek that cheerful heart he's up and off the fencepost with a sudden start an army of small footprints behind us in the dirt the gap between closes like the buttons on his brown shirt his clothes are all torn, his shoes are all worn he's suffered the same fate as john barleycorn so it's up with the kettle and down with the pan won't you give us a penny to bury the wren

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released December 24, 2022

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