Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Baskerville, artist - Argyle Goolsby. Album song Saturnalia of the Accursed, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 10.09.2015
Record label: A Corpse With No Name
Song language: English
Baskerville |
The moss sinks softly to the ground |
With each ginger step of this hellhound |
Midnight reveals a shaggy mane |
Conceals with love this hunting thing |
Down in Baskervillle. |
Hear it howl |
Three hours down, the hand bites one |
There’s no sound, just the smell of firstborn son |
Ribs flex on blackened lungs that growl |
A local legends got a vendetta on this house |
Way out in Baskerville. |
Hear it howl |
I will cut its' chain tonight. |
I will drag with no respite |
The firstborn into hedges, and directly into legend |
The devil runs in hide upon the midnight tides |
The devil runs in hide upon the moors tonight |
Down in Baskerville. |
Hear it howl |