When the nightfall surrounds you and the wind howls with fear And you've only the moonlight to see through the clear Curse the others who've taken retreat to their homes They curl in their beds and quake in their bones Chosen by fate as you take on this journey alone There’s no going back and your chance for return is unknown
Her name was Rebecca, she was only sixteen Fair-skinned and dark-haired, and cold eyes of green She spoke of The Hollow, where the sane dare not creep And nobody seems to have seen her for weeks Since she's been gone we've had nothing but death and disease And at night when it's clear you can still hear her name through the breeze
As the darkness gets colder and your breath starts to steam Into the circle where the embers still gleam And the smoke in the air reeks the faint scent of death And gone is the young girl who gave you her last breath And the moment is silent except for the rustle of leaves And the night is so clear you can still hear her name through the breezeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
