Текст песни Running Wild - The Phantom Of Black Hand Hill
Running Wild - The Phantom Of Black Hand Hill слова песни
Moonbeams touch the soil, streak of fog surrounds the sceneThe eerie wind is howling, a lantern light`s the only gleamThe one-eyed owl is calling, hands hold tight the iron-lampThe cold is paralyzing, ponderous steps trough misty dampThe atmosphere`s tremendous, seasoned men are choked with fearThe presence of the phantom, a strange and sublime power`s nearThe figure`s bathed in moonlight, a black dressed shape without a faceCelestial phenomenon and he disappeared without a traceThe phantom of "Black Hand Hill", moonlight ride, frightening thrillThe phantom of "Black Hand Hill", honored ghost, righteous willFootsteps on the clearing, no one dares to speak or moveThey returned to kill the phantom, but no one`s got the balls to proveBalls of light are flashing, an ancient tongue speaks words of truthThe fight of Armageddon ? good or evil who will lose ?The phantom of "Black Hand Hill", moonlight ride, frightening thrillThe phantom of "Black Hand Hill", honored ghost, righteous willThe spot of stakes is haunted, predestined when he was burnedFor the righteous curse of vengeance, his good and honored soul returned"Black Hand Hill"`s a mystery, the spot is veiled in secrecyRevealing ancient wisdom, but blinded eyes will never seeThe phantom of "Black Hand Hill", moonlight ride, frightening thrillThe phantom of "Black Hand Hill", honored ghost, righteous willThe phantom of "Black Hand Hill", prophecy, ancient skillThe phantom of "Black Hand Hill", seasoned soul, breaks the still