A Dreadful Strain-Elvenking

[ti:A Dreadful Strain] [ar:Elvenking] [al:Heathenreel] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]A Dreadful Strain - Elvenking [00:20.51]Under the moon spring time still to come [00:23.30] [00:23.82]If I keep questing I may find some settling [00:26.68] [00:27.21]Jack in the green show me your droll face of wood [00:30.01] [00:30.65]Look around at the frightened faces [00:33.68] [00:40.97]One man speaks loud and loud he cries [00:43.88] [00:44.47]All those strange fellows must go away to barrows [00:47.86]Then they all went for a riot indeed [00:51.32]Torch in hand and angry glances [00:56.64] [01:01.64]Here is jenny green teeth twelve miles from the nearest inn [01:04.60]The innkeeper speaks of filthy tricks she's as old as tree [01:09.31] [01:11.07]Be aware as always win as [01:15.50]Nighttime never they say go off alone [01:18.42] [01:19.12]In their tracks I walk a dreadful strain [01:21.77] [01:25.44]Their homes so hidden through branches old they wait [01:28.61] [01:29.28]No gold nor silver twiggy arms don't want your gold [01:33.79] [01:55.75]In the end the circle's close at hand [01:58.22] [01:59.10]Living more gently let's have a glass of brandy [02:01.94] [02:02.45]Never they saw their home's door open at night [02:05.88]Stars witness their silent traces [02:10.55] [02:16.42]Here is Dana Sheree she's dwelling by to take revenge [02:19.54]Empty a jug of whitest milk over her head [02:23.33] [02:25.41]She'll pass away over her head [02:29.67]Nighttime never they say go off alone [02:32.88] [02:33.57]In their tracks I walk a dreadful strain [02:36.33] [02:40.11]Their homes so hidden through branches old they wait [02:43.31] [02:43.89]No gold nor silver fear is sold at half price [02:48.54] [03:29.86]Nighttime never they say go off alone [03:33.10] [03:33.69]In their tracks I walk a dreadful strain [03:36.29] [03:40.04]Their homes so hidden through branches old they wait [03:43.24] [03:43.82]No gold nor silver fear is half [03:46.89] [03:47.66]Don't want to go nighttime never they say go off alone [03:51.74] [03:52.35]In their tracks I walk a dreadful strain [03:57.15] [03:58.87]Their homes so hidden through branches old they wait [04:02.69]No gold nor silver fear is sold [04:05.94] [04:07.53]Fear is sold at half timing