Beyond The Next Hill - Morty Craft & The Singing Strings

By the way the land is layin' I think I'd be safe in sayin' That over the next hill we'll be home It's a straight and narrow highway No detours and no byways And over the next hill we'll be home By -the prophets I've been hearin' I would say the end is nearin' For I see familiar landmarks all along By the dreams that I've been dreamin' There will come a great redeemin' And over the next hill we'll be home By the turn the tide is takin' I would say there's no mistakin' That over the next hill we'll be home There's a place that we are nearin' That so many have been fearin' And over the next hill we'll be home When we get there we're all hopin' That we'll find the gate is open And there'll be a refuge from the comin' storm For the way's been long and weary But at last the end is nearin' And over the next hill we'll be home

Dusk spreads over this cemetery, the ground appears deceased Lifeless forms buts the sky, out here all life has ceased Putrid odours rising, from beneath the ground They climb up from the tombs, with a freezing horrid sound From beyond the grave - from beyond the grave Exquisite stench of death, insurrective resurrection Arisen from the dirt, putrefactive infestation Brought... back... from the dead Lifeless... eyes... in their maggot infested heads... Dusk spreads over this cemetery, the ground appears deceased Lifeless forms buts the sky, out here all life has ceased Putrid odours rising, from beneath the ground They climb up from the tombs, with a freezing horrid sound from beyond the grave, from beyond the grave Scum of the earth, obliquity in the creation awakened by mistake, overdose of radiation Terminal deadforms unleashed, in a morbid re-animation Accidentally unearthed, it's evils resuscitation Scum of the earth, obliquity in the creation Awakened by mistake, overdose of radiation