Nazareth - 1692
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Mist Upon The Hill Can Remember Murder,
Mist Upon The Hill That Once Flowed With Blood,
Helped To Cover Up An Approaching Army,
Hid The Killing Lust In The Eyes Of Men.
Rolled Up In Their Beds Were Children That Play,
Sitting By The Fire Was A Sentry Sleeping,
Unsuspecting What Was To Fall Upon Them,
Bloody Were The Blades That Fell On Children,
None Of Them Would See The Dawn Next Day.
Hate The Blinding Light Tried To Kill A Name,
Glen Coe From That Day Can Recall The Shame.
The Mountains Only Know All The Souls That Died There,
The Quiet Of The Night Never Gave Them Warning,
The Silence Of The Hills Wouldnt Let Them Know,
Theyd Never Rise Again On A Mist Filled Morning,
Never See The Sunrise Above Glen Coe.
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