A Dreadful Strain - Elvenking
Under the 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 green teeth twelve miles from the nearest inn
The innkeeper speaks of filthy tricks she's as old as tree
Be aware as always win as
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 Sheree 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
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 half
Don't want to go 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 half timing
