Something Wicked

North wind started howlin' a few hours ago
The old dog's restless, the storm clouds hanging low
A shadow 'cross the mountains like I ain't ever seen
Air tastes likes copper and smells like kerosene
I shouted to my pappy and he just shook his head
He looked me in the eye and this is what he said

Something wicked is headed this way
Comin' on like a freight train, sealin' all our fate
Land is turning black underneath the dying Sun
Something wicked is headed this way
And nothing, nothing can be done

Elders always talking, talkin' 'bout the old ways
Tellin' 'bout those signs and warning of the end of days
Now I never believed them till I walked into the night
And saw the sky was burning with an eerie light

Something wicked is headed this way
Comin' on like a freight train, sealin' all our fate
Land is turning black underneath the dying Sun
Something wicked is headed this way
And nothing, nothing can be done

So hold your woman close as the thunder shakes
A hollow ground trembling, I know my world's at stake
Whatever's coming for us, I'll make my stand
With my rifle and my good book in my steady hand

Something wicked, oh, is headed this way
Comin' on like a freight train, sealin' all our fate
Land is turning black underneath the dying Sun
Something wicked is headed this way
And nothing can be, nothing can be done

Nothing
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