Retlawkoob Songtext
von The Donner Party
Retlawkoob Songtext
You can hardly conceive what you′re seeing with your eyes
Creeping through the forest then he'll take you by surprise
Down upon your knees, culmination of your fears
An ancient curse handed down from the trail of tears
Retlawkoob
The water brought the stones up to the surface of the land
Retlawkoob
Running up behind you, gonna kill you where you stand
Conjuring he is who unholy
Brought forth to the physical form
An evil that′s beyond comprehension
A resting place disturbed by the storm
The elder saw a vision, used dark magic to atone
Awoke to find the village crops turned into rows of stone
The descendant has returned, now the barriers in place
Possessed by the demon carved into the marker's face
You're awake in a nightmare
Dead in the blink of an eye
Kill or be killed or your fate will be filled
Beneath the black of the midnight sky
You die
When blood spills on the land
Die by his hand
When blood spills on the land
You′re gonna die by his hand, tonight he will be
Set free
The prophecy
When blood spills on the land
Set free
The prophecy
You′re gonna die by his hand
Dead
Creeping through the forest then he'll take you by surprise
Down upon your knees, culmination of your fears
An ancient curse handed down from the trail of tears
Retlawkoob
The water brought the stones up to the surface of the land
Retlawkoob
Running up behind you, gonna kill you where you stand
Conjuring he is who unholy
Brought forth to the physical form
An evil that′s beyond comprehension
A resting place disturbed by the storm
The elder saw a vision, used dark magic to atone
Awoke to find the village crops turned into rows of stone
The descendant has returned, now the barriers in place
Possessed by the demon carved into the marker's face
You're awake in a nightmare
Dead in the blink of an eye
Kill or be killed or your fate will be filled
Beneath the black of the midnight sky
You die
When blood spills on the land
Die by his hand
When blood spills on the land
You′re gonna die by his hand, tonight he will be
Set free
The prophecy
When blood spills on the land
Set free
The prophecy
You′re gonna die by his hand
Dead
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