From the recording Saturnalia of the Accursed
From the 7" vinyl "Wild and Woeful West Virginia". Now out of print.
Argyle Goolsby: Guitar, Bass and Vocals.
Chris White: Drums.
Lyrics
THE BEING
The somber glow of autumn kissed the sky
And bled across the fading green hillside.
The children tended dreams of innocence
As heaven blazed in fiery descent.
Surviving light that led them to the site
Submitted to immortal will of night.
The warmth had fled from curiosity
And chilled the air with presence of The Being.
Was it a star born visitor or just the imagination?
Was it a trick of misplaced light or an interplanetary visitation?
Was it mass hysteria that felt The Being glide
Across the heart of Flatwoods' darkest night?
Seared into these hills his scars have left no explanation.
As quick as stardust fell then drifted to another destination.
A monster in the mist or just a ship lost from formation?
Regardless, left a legend with duration.
Was it a star born visitor or just the imagination?
Was it a trick of misplaced light or an interplanetary visitation?
Was it mass hysteria that felt The Being glide
Across the heart of Flatwoods' darkest night?
Was it a star born visitor or just the imagination?
Was it a trick of misplaced light or an interplanetary visitation?
Was it warfare in the skies that brought down half his tribe
Across the heart of Flatwoods' darkest night?