Gone to Croatan (The Lost Colony) Songtext
von Final Cry
Gone to Croatan (The Lost Colony) Songtext
One
One with the tribe
Gone to the swamp
Oaths sworn in blood
Sealed with flesh
Lurk in the night
Hide from the sun
Shake off the reign of the lash
Into the depths
Of the Great Dismal Swamp
We abandoned our acres and fields
A new house we found in the barren pine halls
We gather - the land of the free
Forging allegiance, spoke tribal rhyme
Followed the call of the wild
Leaving no traces, no letter will tell
Erased from the maps for all time
Breathe
Breathe deep the smoke
Aside the wild flames
Speaking the tongue of the beast
Free
Free from the chains
Flee from the bondage
Denying the King of the East
Into the depths
Of the Great Dismal Swamp
We abandoned our acres and fields
A new house we found in the barren pine halls
We gather - the land of the free
Forging allegiance, spoke tribal rhyme
Followed the call of the wild
Leaving no traces, no letter will tell
Erased from the maps for all time
Now
Now hear the call
The call of the strong hidden might
Track out the utopian trace
Our tendrils of light
Long soiled with wrong rules
Re-entwined with the roots of our race
Into the depths
Of the Great Dismal Swamp
We abandoned our acres and fields
A new house we found in the barren pine halls
We gather - the land of the free
One with the tribe
Gone to the swamp
Oaths sworn in blood
Sealed with flesh
Lurk in the night
Hide from the sun
Shake off the reign of the lash
Into the depths
Of the Great Dismal Swamp
We abandoned our acres and fields
A new house we found in the barren pine halls
We gather - the land of the free
Forging allegiance, spoke tribal rhyme
Followed the call of the wild
Leaving no traces, no letter will tell
Erased from the maps for all time
Breathe
Breathe deep the smoke
Aside the wild flames
Speaking the tongue of the beast
Free
Free from the chains
Flee from the bondage
Denying the King of the East
Into the depths
Of the Great Dismal Swamp
We abandoned our acres and fields
A new house we found in the barren pine halls
We gather - the land of the free
Forging allegiance, spoke tribal rhyme
Followed the call of the wild
Leaving no traces, no letter will tell
Erased from the maps for all time
Now
Now hear the call
The call of the strong hidden might
Track out the utopian trace
Our tendrils of light
Long soiled with wrong rules
Re-entwined with the roots of our race
Into the depths
Of the Great Dismal Swamp
We abandoned our acres and fields
A new house we found in the barren pine halls
We gather - the land of the free
Writer(s): Burghardt Sonnenburg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com