Elvenking - A Dreadful Strain Elvenking lyrics
[Elvenking - A Dreadful Strain Elvenking lyrics]
Under moon, spring time still to come
"If I keep questing
I may find some settling!"
Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll
Face of wood
Look around at the frightened faces
One man speaks, loud and loud he cries
"All those strange fellows must
Go away to barrows!"
Then they all went for a riot indeed
Torch in hand and angry glances
Here is Jenny Greenteeth
Twelve miles from the nearest inn
Innkeeper speaks of filthy tricks
She's as old as trees!
- be aware - As old as trees!
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden
Through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver
Twiggy arms don't want your gold!
In the end, the circle's close at hand
Living more gently
Let's have a glass of brandy
Never they saw their home's
Door open at night
Stars witness their silent traces
Here is Dana o'Shee
She's dwelling by to take revenge
Empty a jug of whitest milk over her head!
- she'll pass away - Over her head!
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden
Through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver
Fear is sold at half price!
(Solos: Jarpen, Aydan)
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden
Through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver
Twiggy arms don't want your gold!
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden
Through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver, fear is sold
Fear is sold at nighttime!
"If I keep questing
I may find some settling!"
Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll
Face of wood
Look around at the frightened faces
One man speaks, loud and loud he cries
"All those strange fellows must
Go away to barrows!"
Then they all went for a riot indeed
Torch in hand and angry glances
Here is Jenny Greenteeth
Twelve miles from the nearest inn
Innkeeper speaks of filthy tricks
She's as old as trees!
- be aware - As old as trees!
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden
Through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver
Twiggy arms don't want your gold!
In the end, the circle's close at hand
Living more gently
Let's have a glass of brandy
Never they saw their home's
Door open at night
Stars witness their silent traces
Here is Dana o'Shee
She's dwelling by to take revenge
Empty a jug of whitest milk over her head!
- she'll pass away - Over her head!
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden
Through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver
Fear is sold at half price!
(Solos: Jarpen, Aydan)
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden
Through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver
Twiggy arms don't want your gold!
Nighttime - never they say, go off alone
In their tracks I walk - A dreadful strain
Their homes so hidden
Through branches old they wait
No gold nor silver, fear is sold
Fear is sold at nighttime!