Blodhren: 2017 - 2024

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Band Members 

Blodhren 1.0

Ox Blodhren

Steve Boothe

Norman LaStrange

Allen Christian

Blodhren 2.0

Ox Blodhren

Norman LaStrange

Allen Christian

Joseph Caldwell

Blodhren 3.0

Allen Christian

Norman LaStrange

Grant Tomey

Ox Blodhren

Blodhren 4.0

Jack Ingraham

Grant Tomey

Allen Christian

Ox Blodhren

Album Releases

Self Titled (2019)

01 - Six Down

02 - Friend or Foe

03 - To Nothing

04 - No Weakness

05 - Badge and a Gun

06 - Break Free

07 - Skin and Bones

08 - Fat Line

09 - Artillery

10 - Bottom Feeder

11 - Bad Luck (Bonus Track)

Hate the State (2024)

01 - Nerve endings (The Silence)

02 - Fight

03 - Running to the Light

04 - Obsolete

05 - I am Terror

06 - Hate the State

07 - Sail or Die

Videos

No Weakness (2019)

Skin and Bones (2019)

To Nothing (2019)

Nerve Endings (The Silence) - Live (2023)

Fight - Live (2023)

Band Merch

(Though the years)

Show Flyers

(At least the ones we saved)

 

Calling

 Her calm, her violence

A whisper and fury

Her cold, suffocating touch

She’s calling out to me

A few gasps of air

What was once daylight

Gives way to the darkness

She’s calling out to me

The harder I swim

The closer she gets

Her essence consuming

Shes calling out to me

My strength, exhausted

My vision, faded

My will, broken

She’s calling out to me

One last mayday

As I reach for her embrace

My life becomes hers

No longer does she call out to me

Hammer

 The hammer once wielded

To shatter this cold, hopeless heart

To be rebuilt with two

The hammer that built a life

With every imperfect and twisted board

Held together with such fragile nails

The hammer

 The worn handle

The bent claws

The scarred head

The hammer that so fiercely

Tore it all down

To build it all back

warmer

Stronger

Bigger

That hammer

That has stood the test

Through hell itself

That hammer passed down

Called upon again

To shatter this old, aging heart

The heart

Not warm enough

Not strong enough 

Not big enough

This hammer must fiercely

Tear this heart down

To build it all back

Warmer

Stronger

Bigger

Where there used to be room

For barely one

Then two

Three

Four

This hammer

That has stood the test

Needs to build room for more

Void

The sun slowly melted,

into the silent earth.

The warmth that once existed,

dissipating into the darkness.

We sat there,

in the last life boat.

A husband.

A son.

A void.

How do you talk to a phantom?

How do you embrace a ghost?

To find yourself the soul survivor,

on a ship once filled,

with all the loved ones,

you soo adored as a child.

All the memories, the feelings,

the triumphs and the tragedies,

descends into the deep,

43 leagues under the dark seas.

It doesnt matter,

how far you see the iceberg away.

It doesn't matter,

how you ready your faithful crew.

None of it matters,

when you feel the impact

and know that all hope is lost.

We sit there,

in the last life boat.

A husband.

A son.

A void.

Waiting for solace,

for comfort,

for peace,

for something.

Something to rescue us,

from this sea of grief,

this ocean of pain,

this emptiness,

this void.

Sleep the Angels Tonight

Sleep the angels tonight

The stars in heaven

Hold them tight

The promise of tomorrow

In dreams of today

Broken wings of humanity

All the hurt, all the pain

Crashing down in flames

All the fear, all these years

Rushing back, river of tears

All of the loss

Can't count the cost

Things will never be the same

Now and forever changed

They arrise

From their slumber

Pestilence, War, 

Famine, Destruction

No use to run and hide

The horsemen will ride

Prepare as you might

The angels wake tonight

Stranger

Should I know you?

Seems we met some place before.

A face so familiar,

but beyond that, just mystery.

Did I know you?

Faded memories or a touch of déjà vu.

A tangible existence,

Or maybe just a phantom fabrication.

Could I know you?

There's always the probability.

But the possibility,

Those are fleeting odds at best.

Will I ever know you?

If given the chance?

An olive branch for knowledge.

To a stranger, from a son.

4

In this I find,
What lies inside,
Weary heart,
Healing.

In this I find,
My child's eyes,
Pure, innocent,
Openness.

In this I find,
Through lovers touch,
Warm embrace,
Passion.

In this I find,
This world, mine,
Love, forgiveness,
Everlasting.