

(arrgh!) October fog hangs thick and low
Upon the gravel roads we know
A shadow breaks the treeline wide
Something ancient walks outside
Yellow eyes in the high-beam glare Unbound terror waiting there
(nowhere to run!)
Beast of Bray Road,
howling in the night
Hunting in the dark,
fading from the light Claws in the dirt,
teeth in the bone
You walk these woods alone!
Two-legged wolf, a shifting shape No lock or key can bar escape
Footprints frozen in the clay
Vanished by the break of day
Yellow eyes in the high-beam glare Unbound terror waiting there
(watch the
trees!)
Beast of Bray Road,
howling in the night
Hunting in the dark,
fading from the light Claws in the dirt,
teeth in the bone
You walk these woods alone!
Beast of Bray Road,
howling in the night
Hunting in the dark,
fading from the light
Claws in the dirt,
teeth in the bone
You walk these woods alone!
(you walk alone!)
Walk these woods alone... (run!)