Screaming In The Wind

Dead moon rising, not a soul around
Midnight fallin’ on hallowed ground
Lone wolf howlin’ through the willow trees
Cold wind blowin’ in the burning breeze

I hear voices
Screaming in the wind
I hear voices
Like a long lost friend

Every December we meet out here
Have a little prayer, a shot and a beer
Six feet under and full of lead
Louder than thunder in my head

I hear voices
Screaming in the wind
I hear voices
Like a long lost friend