Cheat The Gods

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Cheat The Gods

Ollifax

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Cheat The Gods is a raw, defiant anthem that pits grief and survival instinct against Norse mythology, calling out Odin, Thor, and the Norns when silence becomes unbearable. Weaving English and French through cracked-open imagery of blood, frost, and brotherhood, the song refuses both despair and false comfort. It is the sound of someone still gripping the rope when every reason to let go has already collapsed.

Musical Details

BPM

78

Key

D

Camelot

Dm

Credits

ComposerOllifax
LyricistOllifax
ProducerPeter Jaffray
MixingOllifax
MasteringOllifax

Copyright & Legal

Ollifax Music

PublisherOllifax Music
LabelOllifax Music
LicenseAll Rights Reserved
Recorded inThe Arctic

Lyrics

Black frost.
Door ripped wide.
One boot inside.
No.
No.
No.
All the facts.
Get everybody.
Lâche pas.
On est là.
Get everybody.
Jaw locked crooked.
Chipped tooth grinds.
Blood tastes copper.
Can't read the signs.
Something happened here.
Even fire went cold.
No names tonight.
Get hands on rope.
Ravens on the lintel.
Both looking down.
Odin,
take your birds.
They've seen enough now.
Look what I've found.
Kept your little secrets.
Kept your crooked throne.
Left us digging.
Left us alone.
Thor,
quit drinking.
Bring that fucking sky.
Hit these knees.
They won't bend tonight.
you can fucking die
Boot heel pounding.
Floorboards split.
Words come broken.
Can't swallow it.
Don't trust your mercy.
Don't trust your word.
Still calling upward.
Still need to be heard.
CHEAT THE GODS.
CHEAT THE GRAVE.
Gods I curse.
Gods I crave.
ODIN.
ANSWER.
THOR.
COME DOWN.
Bring every brother.
Shake this ground.
Don't deserve my prayer.
Still hear me call.
CHEAT THE GODS.
Before I lose it all.
Odin.
Answer.
You let this happen.
Now you're fucking dead.
No belief.
No worship.
No record.
Just dead.
Plus de prières.
Plus rien.
No carved name.
No sacred stone.
Just dead.
you can fucking die
Shield wall.
Close that gap.
Something in my chest
Just fucking snapped.
Ice in the blood.
Steam off the neck.
Cold hands shaking.
Whole room wrecked.
Tyr,
one hand.
Mine won't unclench.
Palm split open.
Blood on the bench.
Maple leaf stitched
On a weathered sleeve.
Old names carried.
Teeth clenched beneath.
Fenrir in the ribs.
Chain drawn thin.
Every breath another
Link giving in.
Loki,
sell me
One good lie.
Tell me there's
A way to survive.
Norns,
drop the shears.
Leave that thread.
I'll steal the spindle.
I'll pay instead.
Le ciel se tait.
On serre les dents.
Cheat the gods.
Cheat the grave.
Take back every
Prayer I gave.
Odin.
Answer.
CHEAT THE GODS.
CHEAT THE GRAVE.
Gods I curse.
Gods I crave.
ODIN.
ANSWER.
THOR.
COME DOWN.
Bring every brother.
Shake this ground.
Don't deserve my prayer.
Still hear me call.
CHEAT THE GODS.
Before I lose it all.
Sound the horn.
Wake the shore.
Oars in black water.
Boots at the door.
Everybody.
Every brother.
Get here.
Hold each other.
No more riddles.
No more signs.
Get down here.
Look in my eyes.
FUCK YOUR SILENCE.
FUCK YOUR TEST.
There's no room
Left in this chest.
One finger frostbit.
Still grips rope.
American dust
In the winter coat.
Hands know pressure.
Hands know weight.
Tonight they reach
For things to break.
Yggdrasil roots.
Under this floor.
Wrap these wrists.
I need more.
Tiens bon.
Lâche pas ma main.
Don't need Valhalla.
Need this room
To stop moving.
Mind in a room,
no room.
no room.
CHEAT THE GODS.
CHEAT THE GRAVE.
Gods I curse.
Gods I crave.
ODIN.
ANSWER.
THOR.
COME DOWN.
Bring every brother.
Shake this ground.
Don't deserve my prayer.
Still hear me call.
CHEAT THE GODS.
Before I lose it all.
Black frost.
Door ripped wide.
Four hands holding
My arms inside.
Still calling.
Still calling.
No answer.
Don't let go.

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