Elvenking - The Horned Ghost And The Sorcerer lyrics
[Elvenking - The Horned Ghost And The Sorcerer lyrics]
Across the muddy thicket
Branches knitted and knotted
Spirals of berries and thorns
Where the dirty mud creek
Waters the underbrush
Squires left the fields once lush
A foreboding shuffling of hooves
Resounded in the plain hushing the woods
A pair of deer horns came to light
From the dark of the wight
Far away
Gone astray to the boundaries of Dark
When the Sky Vault paints no stars
Disarray turned to grey in a
Night so chilled by ghosts
You're guest, he’ll be your host
The antlers wearing ghost
Riding his tragedy steed
Dire is a sanctuary need
He gallops with two diabolic dogs and crow
Fire burns inside as a woe
He saved the King but lost his skills
Cursed and banned by a Sorcerer's will
Blamed as a thief and been disowned
Hanged himself on an oak
Far away
Gone astray to the boundaries of Dark
When the Sky Vault paints no stars
Disarray turned to grey in a
Night so chilled by ghosts
You're guest, he’ll be your host
Gathered round in a coven
Invoking the gods in the depths of woods
Or praying up to the Heavens
Awaken to this fear of void
Afraid of unknown illusion
You'll be punished either bad or good
Herne seeks for his vengeance
As all he loved was destroyed
Far away
Gone astray to the boundaries of Dark
When the Sky Vault paints no stars
Disarray turned to grey in a
Night so chilled by ghosts
You're guest, he'll be your host
Far away
Gone astray to the boundaries of Dark
When the Sky Vault paints no stars
Disarray turned to grey in a
Night so chilled by ghosts you're
Across the muddy thicket
Branches knitted and knotted
Spirals of berries and thorns
A foreboding shuffling of hooves
Resounded in the plain and
Hushed all the woods
Branches knitted and knotted
Spirals of berries and thorns
Where the dirty mud creek
Waters the underbrush
Squires left the fields once lush
A foreboding shuffling of hooves
Resounded in the plain hushing the woods
A pair of deer horns came to light
From the dark of the wight
Far away
Gone astray to the boundaries of Dark
When the Sky Vault paints no stars
Disarray turned to grey in a
Night so chilled by ghosts
You're guest, he’ll be your host
The antlers wearing ghost
Riding his tragedy steed
Dire is a sanctuary need
He gallops with two diabolic dogs and crow
Fire burns inside as a woe
He saved the King but lost his skills
Cursed and banned by a Sorcerer's will
Blamed as a thief and been disowned
Hanged himself on an oak
Far away
Gone astray to the boundaries of Dark
When the Sky Vault paints no stars
Disarray turned to grey in a
Night so chilled by ghosts
You're guest, he’ll be your host
Gathered round in a coven
Invoking the gods in the depths of woods
Or praying up to the Heavens
Awaken to this fear of void
Afraid of unknown illusion
You'll be punished either bad or good
Herne seeks for his vengeance
As all he loved was destroyed
Far away
Gone astray to the boundaries of Dark
When the Sky Vault paints no stars
Disarray turned to grey in a
Night so chilled by ghosts
You're guest, he'll be your host
Far away
Gone astray to the boundaries of Dark
When the Sky Vault paints no stars
Disarray turned to grey in a
Night so chilled by ghosts you're
Across the muddy thicket
Branches knitted and knotted
Spirals of berries and thorns
A foreboding shuffling of hooves
Resounded in the plain and
Hushed all the woods