RAMSHACKLE

by Troldhaugen

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"RAMSHACKLE" is Australian Folk Metal band TROLDHAUGEN's follow up to their 2010 Self-titled EP. The new album combines elements of Folk Metal/Progressive Metal with a touch of wackiness and the best aspects of their high energy live shows. The new album is a culmination of ideas and influences developed throughout the band's 5 year history together. For fans of FINNTROLL, FRANK ZAPPA, DIMMU BORGIR, PRIMUS and THE MUPPETS.

Track listing:
1. Beneath the Festering Marsh 02:34
2. The Circus of Misery 03:23
3. Beast Wagon 02:40
4. Slaughterhouse Swing 03:05
5. Corpsefed Cauldron 02:38
6. Maple Leaf Rag (Scott Joplin Cover) 00:18
7. The Accursed Passing of the Monstrous Fiend 01:17
8. Swampstomper 02:39
9. Trollbrawl 03:03
10. Ven 01:25
11. A Soul for the Taking 04:52

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released August 31, 2012

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Track Name: The Circus of Misery
Boils and Ghouls!
Gather round for what is sure to be
The time of your life!
None can compare for the frightening feats and
Daring acts we have in store for you.
It will no doubt leave a lasting impression!

Travelling every night,
Town to town they go,
Wreaking havoc with their show.
Beasts and creatures
Form the frightful troupe,
One grand act before they go.

Acts of death and spite -
Their speciality,
Leave the crowd in quite a state.
Screams as injured guests,
Flee to warn the town,
The circus leaves without a trace.

Come and see,
The Circus of Misery.
Come and see,
The Circus of Misery.

Yes! Haven’t we seen some
Exciting acts today ladies and gentlemen!
Don’t worry, we’ve locked the doors
So there’s no need to get out of your seats.
The next part of the show is something to behold,
But we’re going to need a volunteer.
How about all of you!

Men and women scream,
The circus fills with fear,
The beasts come at them swift and fast.
For the final act,
Requires human parts -
Against their will the crowd is cast.

Heads on poles,
Waving like dolls,
Beast and troll,
Cackle and hoot,
Juggling eyes,
Teeth fly,
Guts are tied tight.

What a success!
This show none can compare.
Not one soul left in their chair!

Come and see,
The Circus of Misery.
Come and see
The Circus of Misery.
Track Name: Beast Wagon
If you awake in a sleepless daze,
On a calm and eerie night,
And high in the wispy clouds,
The moon shines bright.

Across the bog, you’ll catch a glimpse,
You won’t believe your eyes.
The beasts in their rickety cart,
Will give you quite a fright!

Taken by their filthy hands they welcome you aboard,
The cart filled with creatures great and small.
At speeds beyond belief the wagon rolls along,
And you can just hold on.

Far off the path you are taken by the cart.
Your soul in decay but not minding anyway.
Soon you will find you’ve become one of their kind.

BEAST WAGON!
Searching for lost souls.
BEAST WAGON!
Rolls through the moonlight.
BEAST WAGON!
None can escape its bind!

BEAST WAGON!
Flee from the real world.
BEAST WAGON!
Gives you a new life.
BEAST WAGON!
Slowly you’ll lose your mind!

Taken by their filthy hands they welcome you aboard,
The cart filled with creatures great and small.
At speeds beyond belief the wagon rolls along,
And you can just hold,
must hold,
CAN'T HOLD ON!!!
Track Name: Slaughterhouse Swing
The aristocratic ball was in swing.
Wine and ale flowed,
And the King's guards were joining in.
The air was rife with cheer and romance,
Who knew that on this eve,
Was their last dance?

Way down the hall,
A deafening uproar filled the ball.
Screams amongst the crowd,
From under the Chef's door,
The blood did flow.
In stormed the horde!

The masquerade of ruin.

Foul beasts were charging in left and right,
Licking their lips,
For the feast they had in their sight.
True fear was struck in the hearts of all,
None were game to brawl.
Foul beasts were charging in left and right,
Licking their lips,
For the feast they had in their sight.
True fear was struck in the hearts of all.

Blood and bone coat the floor.
Track Name: Corpsefed Cauldron
Old and frail her hands,
From years of wicked plans.
The hag is weak,
New power she seeks,
To do all she commands.
A plan so dark and ghoulish,
That most have deemed it foolish,
A being forged,
From carcass and corpse,
To carry out her wish.

Through the woods,
The hag does tread,
Dead trolls she must find.
From out of limbs she'll craft a beast,
With magic she will bind.
Strong warrior legs,
Two goblin arms,
The body of a cavetroll,
A rotten head, a rancid heart,
A brain made out of soil.

Warriors of old,
Grant me power to bring light,
Into this foul abomination.
For too long men's greed has,
Shunned me away.
On this night,
I shall have my revenge.
Rise my beast, RISE!

How dare you wake,
A beast like me,
In such a state as this?
These parts aren't my own,
But I can still make fists.
For this you'll pay,
You mark my words,
for all your selfish hate.
So now this must end,
Prepare to meet your fate.
Track Name: Swampstomper
From its cave of darkness,
A foul beast shifts its bones.
Moonless night its veil,
The mountain beast will come out to play.
Perched high in the black peaks,
None oft stir the beast.
Though men fear its presence,
Its lair was sealed...until this day!

Stumbling down the hillside,
Rocks and boulders fly.
Mischief is its motive,
Hear it's baleful cry.
Deep down in the marshland,
Amongst the shacks and mud,
The men there sense it's presence,
Soon their swamp will harbour the beast!

Yes
The mountain brute,
Stomps into the swamp,
All are crushed by it's reign.
The mountain brute,
Spares none in its romp.
None remain.

Howling and screaming,
With raucous mirth,
The beast swings it's horrid claws.
Mischief and chaos,
Tears through the town,
The beast yells a frightful roar.

Soon comes the morn.
Sun lights the dawn.
Rays coat the marsh.
Troll turns to stone.
Track Name: Trollbrawl
Deep in the night,
When the moon doth wake,
They shall emerge once more.
Down from the hills,
They approach the town,
To commence their trollish brawl.

Deep at night the ground will quake.
None are left within their wake.

The Carnage of the Damned!

Their horrid fingers.
As big as Oaks,
For great fists of might.
Two giant beasts,
Tower above the towns,
They both lock horns and fight.

Sheep and cattle fly,
Tossed like stones across the sky.
Blood is shed by all,
None can tell which one will fall.
Tales of death and woe,
Flattened are the towns below.
The hills from whence they came,
Have room for only one to reign.

All through the night,
The chaos never ends,
Until one falls -
The Carnage of the Damned.
Their hellish roars,
Are heard throughout the land,
When will it end?
The Carnage of the Damned.
Track Name: A Soul for the Taking
In the blackened marshlands,
Where most men fear to go,
Is where it dwells.
There, in it's hollow,
Slick and dripped with slime, it waits,
Yet another soul for its taking.

If you Wish to know me,
You'll find you know me well,
Deep in your mind.
I am your lust and hatred,
The things you try to hide inside,
Here I linger foul and unholy.

All your life you've toiled,
As a silenced man of manners meek and mild.
This is now your time,
To uncage the rampant beast you've kept inside.

Time brings forth the end.
Men's greed his friend.
Here come take my hand,
Why stay a man?

I will never give in to,
Your foul depravity!
Your life is nothing but chaos,
Without plans or sanity.
Now I shall leave you here to wallow,
In vulgar impurity.
I return to a human life,
Free from your beast-like pugnacity.

Time brings forth the end.
Men's greed his friend.
Here come take my hand,
Why stay a man?