Lyrics:

At nightfall's break they come lingering out
All the people they dance by the devil's dead tree
Answering prayers, all the desperate prayers
How the people come flocking to him

7, 8 years i've returned for my meal
A thinning of the herd is surely nigh
The vagabond cretins, all disease riddled slaves
An anchor to be placed at your grave

There seems to be no place like home
like home
There seems to be no place like home

In the cabin is where you'll find me
A creak in the corner, the chair
Dripping sensation, felt from above
To know what to feel is to be

At nightfall's break they come lingering out
All the people they dance by the devil's dead tree
Answering prayers, all the desperate prayers
How the people come flocking to him

Fry'n the sun, the frogs embalmed


This song is as old as Feb 2018 but might possibly be even older.

Writing Period:  21 Feb 2018 - 09 Dec 2020
Recorded:  21 Feb 2018 - 09 Dec 2020
Edited:  21 Feb 2018 - 09 Dec 2020

Gear:
Yamaha F310
THR10C
Epiphone Special SG
Samson C03U
Audacity
A Polished Steel Guitar Slide
Elixir Nanoweb Coated Strings

Patterns

Lake Like Glass

HEVN_GATE

Hii! I'm currently attempting reinvent my sound a tad :) New thangs comin' soon ;)

Also used for any music related projects on my Caveguy22 channel.

Email: Caveguy2realm@gmail.com

https://linktr.ee/mrvnmusic

Patterns

MRVN Music - Nurme

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