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The Graveyard

from The Rider by Blackwood Overdrive

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Among the desolate hills lie pickets to the damned
Where the broken and buried lie
A sprawling mass of plots, each burdened with decay
Unfurling mounds to the horizon

They’re the Rider’s first signs of life this age
Yet serve to cauterise its ends
He unrolls the kickstand before the nearest grave
Stands to pronounce the dead

He walks among the souls of yesteryear
As the sole living man
He walks over the souls of yesteryear
He treads upon the damned

Of the few plots with stones, the stones are seldom whole
And not a single one is named
And yet before him, two rows back to the left
A lone plaque bears an inscription:

“Ride North to the place the few remain,
“Stay with us, Dear Rider, we shall mend your wounds
“Ride North ‘til you reach the deadwoods,
“When you have, Dear Rider, you shall be here soon”

He walks among the souls of yesteryear
As the sole living man
He walks over the souls of yesteryear
He kicks away his stand
He sets upon the land
He rides upon the damned

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from The Rider, released April 30, 2018

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Blackwood Overdrive Brisbane, Australia

Subverting highway Rock'n'Roll, by way of the origins of doom, with stories inspired by King's Dark Tower.

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