Under Moss and Bone v2

Black pines lean close The mud holds prints A blind moon hangs Above wet thorns He comes from the mire With a tusk-split grin One hand like a shovel One eye sunk in sin He smells your fire Before you see his face A branch snaps once Then the dark gives chase Run through roots Run through ash Hear the ground Take your last He tastes fear On the wind Once he names you Night steps in Ogre in the dark Ogre in the dark He hunts my blood Under moss and bone Ogre in the dark Ogre in the dark If you hear that laugh You will not come home He drags a cleaver Made of stolen teeth Leaves a trail of ravens Picking at the leaves Your torch goes dim In a gasp of smoke And the swamp water Starts to choke He crouches low By the alder trees Then your own heartbeat Turns to plea Run through roots Run through ash Hear the ground Take your last He tastes fear On the wind Once he names you Night steps in Ogre in the dark Ogre in the dark He hunts my blood Under moss and bone Ogre in the dark Ogre in the dark If you hear that laugh You will not come home He wears your fear Like a kingly crown He feeds on silence Till the woods fall down No prayer stays No blade can save When the ogre grins From a fresh-dug grave Ogre in the dark Ogre in the dark He hunts my blood Under moss and bone Ogre in the dark Ogre in the dark If you hear that laugh You will not come home Ogre in the dark Ogre in the dark Run, little feast The forest knows Ogre in the dark Ogre in the dark He drags your name Where the cold wind blows #OriginalSong #HeavyMetal #HardRock