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« Jonathan low »
Twilight Soundtrack

Last born of the clan
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones


Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his knife and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low


Violence from without
And Anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing next to kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They’d probably do the same


Blood of his friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know he died
Killer of Jonathan Low


The blood of his friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know he died
Killer of Jonathan Low