Roanoke
Project: roenwolfeIt was dusk
It was the turning of a people
Once forced from their beliefs
How could they ever be set free?
The curse
Your word
This curse
The curse
Your blood
Escape the monarchy
An ancient energy
Brought forth and freed captivity
A price they all must pay
A curse disguised and the promise made
It was dawn
It was a journey set for freedom
Once safe civility now on to face harsh raging seas
The curse
Your word
This curse
The curse
Your blood
A chaos soon unleashed
It was a spell cast overseas
The worst the cursed dark entity
You hold the passenger inside
You are the host his breeding mind
A deal is made the vessels trade In consequence corruption stays
The curse
Your word
This curse
The curse
Your blood
The beast is now unleashed
The curse of Roanoke
The evil took control
The men and women fall
A plague upon their souls
An evil lingered in the eyes
Of a man once warm now cold as ice
The beast of Roanoke
Its time passed now unleashed
A chaos is set free
New land of suffering
Suffering!