Spirit Of The Forest - Vocals, all Instruments & lyrics
01. Morning Hoarfrost.
The days of dazzling sun are gone,
Dark clouds gather high above.
And soon the sky is overcast
The fields look faded and forlorn.
And hoarfrost sparkles on the ground
On fresh and clear November morn'.
02. Groping In A Misty Spread.
The fog engulfed the whole spr
ead -
A gloomy, wavering unreal sea,
That's blotting out everything ahead
And's muffling sounds to a whispering degree.
And shrouded figures in cocoons of fog,
Come into view like weird specters,
And rolling slowly move one,
While fog and smoke combine in smog
Thus blackening the things it falls upon.
03. Snowflakes.
Instrumental.
04. Crows.
Black and sinister're the crows,
Like sentries on the top of trees
Sleek plumage blending with the night
Until the sun emerges bright.
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A gloomy, wavering unreal sea,
That's blotting out everything ahead
And's muffling sounds to a whispering degree.
And shrouded figures in cocoons of fog,
Come into view like weird specters,
And rolling slowly move one,
While fog and smoke combine in smog
Thus blackening the things it falls upon.
03. Snowflakes.
Instrumental.
04. Crows.
Black and sinister're the crows,
Like sentries on the top of trees
Sleek plumage blending with the night
Until the sun emerges bright.