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"The Nimloks"
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Song by Hungry Lights
from the album The Awry Ascent
Released
October 11, 2015
Recorded
2015
Length
7:30
Label
Independent
The Awry Ascent track listing
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Umber Tower The Awry Ascent

"The Nimloks" is track seven on the Hungry Lights studio album "The Awry Ascent." Remember that this is a summary, not the entire story! It is 1-10% of what is actually going on—just the skeleton.

Story[]

In this chapter, Prill has traveled deeper into the cavern below Umber Tower. He has fallen into a haze, and then is violently attacked by these mantis-like creatures called "nimloks." Outnumbered, he flees from them and finds sanctuary on the other side of a river. 

Lyrics[]

Inside of that hive, the air was stale   

All I saw? 

A fog that'd go for miles 

A buzzing drone would heighten all my senses 

To a tune of rusty, lichen hopes 


Behind a mask is where I stole 

And I waited in the dirt for my ascension 

To my surprise, I saw them—hungry and down below 

But I felt serene for a mortal man 

They were demons that made to follow me, 

And they crabbed their way on through 

And they tore my heart and drank my fountain dry! 


I'd remain with half a head on my shoulders 

And my path lead to a mountain of shame and gold 


Well, I bore a hole of new frustration 

For the river I could never cross 

In every fiber, I could feel all wicked eyes 

They aimed for me, and I was lost


O' I knew they was' watching me! 

And they couldn't stop this madman 


I'd remain with half a head on my shoulders 

And my path lead to a mountain of shame and gold 

If I stay too long, that darkness will turn my soul black 

But all the same... at least I'd have my gold 


O' I knew they was' watching me! 

And they'd never stop this madman's drum! 


Can I cross a river made of anguish? 

When from the murk, they'll strike their pose into my faith 

O' how they'll sink and force their teeth into my soul! 

I closed my eyes and let go 


No envy to drown my voice 

-The cold mud of freedom's grandeur 

Judgement's been denied 

For I stand on the other side 

O' I feel it calling home! 

O' I hear it sound its horn! 

O' I feel it! 


I'd remain with half a head on my shoulders

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