Ancient Light - Mountain Witch

Ancient light

Put your hands into mud

My eager friends upheave!

This moldy soil rub in your face

Eons to concieve

With their heads in my hands

Soon reborn and bred

Pile them up, bone by bone

An army of undead

I see an ancient light

I claim this burial site

Put your hands into mud

My eager friends upheave!

The moldy soil rub in your face

Eons to concieve

With their heads in my hands

Soon reborn and bred

Pile them up, bone by bone

An army of undead

See them marching through the trees

Unearthed, henceforth released