The Wild Hunt

The Wild Hunt - The Tallest Man On Earth

There is a crow moon coming in well you keep looking out

It is the hollow month of march now sweeping in

Let's watch phenomenons that rise out of the darkness now

Within the light she is my storming heroine

And old machines abandoned by the ancient races stand

I hear them humming down below in hollow earth

Oh hell I guess I know in a while

I will go under too

But just for now I let the spring and storm return

I left my heart to the wild hunt the acomin

I live until the call

And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone

Yes I'll be leaving in the fall oh

And I will sleep out in the glade

Just by the giant tree

To be closer so when my spirit's pulled away

I left a nervous little boy out on the trail today

He's just a mortal to the shouting cavalcade

I left my heart to the wild hunt the acoming

I live until the call oh

And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone

Yes I'll be leaving in the fall oh

Let's open up the windows have satan departing now

And we'll be even when the blues fall down like hail

Hell I don't even care no more about cadejo now

If he's a white one or a black one on the trail

I left my heart to the wild hunt acoming

I live until the call oh

And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone

Yes I'll be leaving in the fall oh oh

Yes I'll be leaving in the fall