The Phantom of Black Hand Hill

Moonbeams touch the soil
 Streak of fog surrounds the scene
 The eerie wind is howling
 A lantern light's the only gleam
 The one-eyed owl is calling
 Hands hold tight the iron-lamp
 The cold is paralyzing
 Ponderous steps trough misty damp
 The atmosphere's tremendous
 Seasoned men are choked with fear
 The presence of the phantom
 A strange and sublime power's near
 The figures bathed in moonlight
 A black dressed shape without a face
 Celestial phenomenon
 And he disappeared without a trace
 The phantom of Black Hand Hill
 Moonlight ride, frightening thrill
 The phantom of Black Hand Hill
 Honored ghost, righteous will, oh yeah
 Footsteps on the clearing
 No one dares to speak or move
 They returned to kill the phantom
 But no one's got the balls to prove
 Balls of light are flashing
 An ancient tongue speaks words of truth
 The fight of Armageddon?
 Good or evil who will lose?
 The phantom of Black Hand Hill
 Moonlight ride, frightening thrill
 The phantom of Black Hand Hill
 Honored ghost, righteous will, oh
 The spot of stakes of haunted
 Predestined when he was burned
 For the righteous curse of vengeance
 His good and honored soul returned
 Black Hand Hill's a mystery
 The spot is veiled in secrecy
 Revealing ancient wisdom
 But blinded eyes will never see
 The phantom of Black Hand Hill
 Moonlight ride, frightening thrill
 The phantom of Black Hand Hill
 Honored ghost, righteous will
 The phantom of Black Hand Hill
 Prophecy, ancient skill
 The phantom of Black Hand Hill
 Seasoned soul, breaks the still, oh