The Fog by Kenneth Topham
The Fog by Kenneth Topham

The Fog

Kenneth Topham * Track #7 On Crepustulingua

The Fog Lyrics

I was out hunting. It was getting late
So I thought I’d better start a fire
The day was so long. I’d traveled so far
Through the muck and through the mire
The sun went down and the fog rolled in
Like the ghosts of a thousand other men
And the weeping willow trees told the story
Of how tonight I would meet my end

There is a woman in these woods. She meanders through your dreams
She keeps her long black hair pulled back to reveal her big black wings
She will sing you songs and love you right
But you’ll never make it through the night
She will tear out your still-beating heart
She will swallow it whole
She will suck out what’s left of your soul

She descended upon me late that night
The moon was low and red
She whispered something sweet in my ear
But I can’t remember what she said
Her face, it was so soft and pale
Her feathers were as black as pitch
She ran her long fingers through my greasy hair
And I was powerless
My blood ran hot when first we kissed
I felt a paralyzing chill
And a slow, thick, sticky, red river begin to flow
As my guts began to spill
The fire went out with a splash of my blood
She was a beautiful bird of prey
As she slowly stabbed her talons into my chest she winked
And she laughed in my face

There is a woman in these woods. She meanders through your dreams
She keeps her long black hair pulled back to reveal her big black wings
She will sing you songs and love you right
But you’ll never make it through the night
She will tear out your still-beating heart
She will swallow it whole
She will suck out what’s left of your soul

I dreamed a dream of incredible escape
It was a new day and I was free
I suddenly awoke to the horrifying sight
Of my mangled body slumped beneath a weeping willow tree
Now every night, with the fog, I come rolling in
With the ghosts of a thousand other men
The maggots and worms burrow into my head
I’ll never see my home again
The rodents and wolves are all asleep in their dens
I’ll never see my home again
She tore out my heart. She swallowed my soul
I’ll never see my home again

The Fog Q&A

Who wrote The Fog's ?

The Fog was written by Kenneth Topham.

Who produced The Fog's ?

The Fog was produced by Kenneth Topham.

When did Kenneth Topham release The Fog?

Kenneth Topham released The Fog on Sat Oct 31 2009.

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