Appalachian Winter - Wolfghosts | Текст песни

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• Appalachian Winter
• Wolfghosts

In darkness, the fear holds.
In the quiet, it seems as if fierce ghosts
Eye living flesh with cold malevolence.

The cold march of time is deception.
Epochs die, but their ghosts still remain.

So it is with those who knew these mountains,
Long before men knew the world.

They knew every wind within their souls,
Long before men first spoke the words for theirs.

In the darkness, the fear holds.
In the quiet, the fear holds,
As if the forest still belongs to them;
As if the mountains still glow
With the shine of their eyes.

Their stories still hold in these times of men,
And the fears they gave know not an end;
Their presence still known in the hearts of men.

The night reminds those who never knew
This fear of who ruled these mountains so long ago.
Darkness brings a terrifying fantasy in the minds of men.
They startle, as if being rushed by dark forms
With eyes afire is immanent.