Deerslayer-Black Math Horseman

Deerslayer - Black Math Horseman Followed a man into dark tall trees Softly he spoke All the birds watching Last breath is lost Falling leaves and lust My love for the pure white dove in dust And now my home has become a grove My name is gone I've become unknown I can still hear them moan One for flesh one for bone Wearing black and white robes build the walls burn the grove