Skinwalker's Hollow

Описание: Rooted in old-time mountain lore, this song drifts through skinwalker legends, haunted pines, and the uneasy space between night and dawn. Banjo and fiddle echo like ghosts through the trees, carried by a weathered mountain voice shaped by cold air, long roads, and stories passed hand to hand.

Slow-burning, hypnotic, and steeped in shadow — this is a tale for those who listen closely when the woods grow quiet.

Lyrics-

Down in the hollow, where the wolves will howl,
There’s a shadow that walks, on the edge of a frown.
Skinwalkers they say, with eyes of pure fire,
They’ll dance in the night, ‘til the moon expires.
Where the shadows roam, and the lost souls cry,
Under the pines where the dead never die.
Skinwalkers call, but they won’t ever see,
The light of the dawn, where the mountain meets the sea.
There’s a tale they whisper, in the valley so deep,
Of a beast in the woods, that never does sleep.
With hooves like thunder, and a heart made of stone,
It’ll chase you down ‘til you’re never alone.
"Come closer, child, the moon’s not so bright,
Come closer, child, step into the night."
Where the shadows roam, and the lost souls cry,
Under the pines where the dead never die.
Skinwalkers call, but they won’t ever see,
The light of the dawn, where the mountain meets the sea.
"Where the mountain meets the sea..."

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