Watchful Elms

Grim Skunk

Grim Skunk

Darkness slides its unhealthy hand
Through the lost and forgotten realms
And the few and unfortunate to walk this land
Stumble blind through the watchful elms

As their heartbeats rise and their courage dies
Their hope to see dawn grows dim
From behind each rise spring a pair of eyes
And the whole of the night looks grim

Cult of the river god awaken now
For the sound disturbs your sleep
What is this unsettling silence here?
What emerges from the deep?

Creep forth black mass of lizard things
With your backs to the rising wind
Black void howling enchanted things
As the thunderclouds roll in, yeah

The swamp starts spitting out profane delights
With a shrill and a savage cry, yeah
The rain picks up a most unholy song
As lightning splits the sky, yeah

Gotta find a mountain, gotta find a cave
Some inner sanctuary, some more peaceful place
I gotta shake this evil off my tail
Leave this world forever and cover up my trail

Take it easy
Take it easy
Free time
Take it easy, child

Close your frightened eyes and give your mind a chance to fly
Let the fire in your belly out into the sky
Sit with the gnomes at the end of the rainbow
In the trees where the green goblins hang low

And the leprechauns sit on their pot of gold
And the children of the eldritch never grow old

Waiting for the daylight
Standing at the break of dawn
Standing in the twilight, yeah

Ça fait longtemps, ça fait longtemps qu'j'l'attends, yeah
Ça fait longtemps, ça fait longtemps qu'j'l'attends, yeah
Effoiré à l'ombre en attendant
Que tout recommence calmement, oooh

Patient children
Patient children
Waiting for the night to end

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