Legends of the Hollow West ( Dark Metal Country )

Подробнее о видео

In the shadows of the canyon, where the buzzards fly,
There’s a story in the whispers ‘bout a man who won’t die.
They say he rides at midnight, through the desert dust,
A ghostly outlaw, with a heart turned to rust.

[Pre-Chorus]
The wind howls low, like a wolf in pain,
Every town he passes, folks remember his name.
His guns don’t miss, and his soul won’t rest,
He’s the devil’s rider, from the Hollow West.

[Chorus]
Ohhh, the devil rides where the shadows crawl,
In the cursed land where the lost souls call.
Fire in his eyes, death on his breath,
Legends rise in the Hollow West.

[Verse 2]
Down by the gallows, where the black crows cry,
They say a preacher made a deal to never die.
He walks these hills with a Bible in hand,
But the words he speaks are the devil’s brand.

[Pre-Chorus]
The stars burn cold, the moon turns red,
You can hear his sermon ‘bout the living and dead.
His prayers don’t save, they’re a sinner’s test,
He’s the preacher cursed by the Hollow West.

[Chorus]
Ohhh, the devil rides where the shadows crawl,
In the cursed land where the lost souls call.
Fire in his eyes, death on his breath,
Legends rise in the Hollow West.

[Bridge]
The saloon doors swing, the piano plays,
But no one leaves when the reaper stays.
From gunslingers to thieves, every soul must pay,
In the haunted dusk, where the spirits lay.

[Chorus]
Ohhh, the devil rides where the shadows crawl,
In the cursed land where the lost souls call.
Fire in his eyes, death on his breath,
Legends rise in the Hollow West.

[Outro]
So if you hear the hoofbeats, and the air turns cold,
Remember the tales that the old-timers told.
Don’t stray too far, or you’ll find your rest,
In the eternal night of the Hollow West.