The Curse of Sleepy Hollow - Torture Squad

«Full moon shining in the sky

A flickering light in the cold mist

Strange tales of a headless creature

Your panic turns into scream»

Yes, look: what a terrible dream

Shadows in the night, nightmares to sting

Full of sorrows, the demon on his horse

Satanic figure into the soulless corpse

Carring his sword and his bloody axe

Blind by fury looking for something to lack

Killing with hate, fire in his eyes

Ominous thoughts shape the cruelty of this night

When the night comes to the town

Heavy air of sorrows

Bolts and thunders warning the hunter

Feel the curse of Sleepy Hollow

Yes, listen: the gallop of the end

Run to the hills at night, hard breath

Death ripped by the restless avenger

His axe and sword driping for revenge

Pain and greed feed the tree of discord

A lot of cutted heads, blood to disgorge

Evil rules that sickening soul

Dressed in black carring a terrible load

Yes, feel it: the curse start to end

A distant past in the league of grim land

From the depth of the soul he yells

Finish the curse, come back to hell

Now he rests in the hellish fire

Into the tomb, the warrior and the liar

The nightmare in Sleepy Hollow is dead

But the memories continue living in our heads