The iron tongue of midnight No one will see her standing here Between the mortal and the muse Our darkest evening of the year
These hills have riffs These woods have words so deep They're buried in them I cross my heart and hope to live Pray all is forgiven
In this the hour of the wolf She gives into her greatest fear A beating heart becomes a scream The only sound that she can hear
These hills have riffs These woods have words so deep They're buried in them I cross my heart and hope to live Pray all is forgiven
It is the hour when most people die Sleep is deepest and nightmares are real
These woods are lovely, dark and deep But I have secrets I must keep Words to say before I sleep Words to say before I
These hills have riffs These woods have words so deep They're buried in them I cross my heart and hope to live Pray all is forgiven These woods have history These hills are filled with memories I close my eyes and see the beauty in my blasphemy
These woods are lovely, dark and deep But I have secrets I must keep Words to say before I sleep Words to say before I