Explorers so insolent; searching for the spoken graves
Stumbling accordingly to their plan. Grim decision has been made
Myth states the village still stands unseen, hidden deep into the trees
Settlers stories dated back, explaining past atrocities
Human totems mound to ward off
Heed their warning; Regard the wraith
Territory believed to be possessed; ill fated grounds
Dare disturb the fallen ones; souls of the undying tribes
Native remains submerged in tombs
Ectoplasmic spirits preserved
Despondent they were killed
Oppressed warriors
Man made, genocide
Their families torn apart
Isolation some were starved
Their women, children-burned alive
Men were left to fight their way out
Despondent they were killed
Oppressed warriors
Man made, genocide
Their families torn apart
Isolation some were starved
Their women, children-burned alive
Fog surrounds the land
reveals the shapes
Fallen shapes
Slaughtered shapes
Shadows speak
No more peace
No escaping the trails that weep (x2)