Old Season At The Hollow
Ahead of me the bridge awaits
Alone, I hear the creaking of the souls
Entrapped in the death soaked beams, they draw me
closer
As this eerie chill grows upon my back
Black knight, stark horrors, how they unfold
Mysterious reaper, oh! he tills the fields
Unseen eyes stare right through me, on this hellish
night
Onwards I march through the darkness for his immortal
soul
And the moonlit trees with their shadowed age old arms
Cast out to steal my frightened soul
And the hooves I hear, his breath do I fear
Am I about to meet my death?
This final date with destiny, oh! is this him or is it
me?
Can I make it to the other side, or will he for one
more time ride?
This steel I hold, of age I'm told, and forged in the
depths of hell
Destruction spread one slice and death, this glory must
be held
At the hollow it sleeps
At the hollow it sleeps
Sweeping fast, it's hell unleashed, the mighty roar,
the savage beast
His glaring eyes rip through your mind, just don't let
him in
Steel against claw, the ferocious last fight
And the wolves as they howled and the moon for the
light
Death befall you, my only command
I'll swear that you'll die by the sword in my hand
At the hollow it sleeps
At the hollow it sleeps
Ahead of me the great hall awaits,
Virtue the spoils to the victor on this day
My sword, his blood, this path to the brave
Rapturous demon, laid down this eternal grave
