There is a crow moon coming in well you keep looking out It is the hollow month of march now sweeping in Lets watch phenomenons that rise out of the darkness now Within the light she is my storming heroine And old machines abandoned by the ancient races stand I hear them humming down below in hollow earth Oh hell I guess I know in a while I will go under too But just for now I let the spring and storm return I left my heart to the wild hunt a-comin I live until the call And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone Yes I'll be leavin in the fall And I will sleep out in the glade just by the giant tree Just to be closer when my spirit's pulled away I left a nervous little boy out on the trail today He's just a mortal to the shouting cavalcade I left my heart to the wild hunt a-comin I live until the call And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone Yes I'll be leaving in the fall Let's open up the windows have Satan departing now And we'll be even when the blues fall down like hail Hell I don't even care no more about cadejo now If he's a white one or a black one on the trail I left my heart to the wild hunt a-coming I live until the call And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone Yes I'll be leaving in the fall Yes I'll be leaving in the fall