Black Hand Inn

A scarred and rakish seadog, mysterious opacityWalks the grove, the phantom's homeCuts down firs where men would fleeWooden beams and mortar, the timber shack is taking shapeThe tavern's baptized "Black Hand Inn"A blackened hand shines on the plateWelcome to the tavern in the groveWhere ancient spirits live and roveThe tavern has been opened, the owner is Mr. John XenirA rumour says he has second sightA chance to prove restrains their fearNight by night revealing, stares into his crystal-ballTelling tales of past and futureWhen man was made and man will fallWelcome to the tavern in the groveWhere ancient spirits live and roveThe moon is rising high foreboding what the night will bringThe crystal-ball reveals the hidden truth at the "Black Hand Inn"The priest is getting furious from the "godless" tales he toldSteps right in, made a crossCondemns the seadog and says he's boldJohn says "You're a liar! Long ago I was burned by priestsSee my black hand, yes I'll revealThat you're the devil and you're the beast!"Welcome to the tavern in the groveWhere ancient spirits live and roveThe moon is rising high foreboding what the night will bringThe crystal-ball reveals the hidden truth at the "Black Hand Inn"Welcome to the tavern in the groveWhere ancient spirits live and roveThe moon is rising high foreboding what the night will bringThe crystal-ball reveals the hidden truth at the "Black Hand Inn"Their power's built by lies and flying high on evil's wingThe dark side was exposed by the old seadog at the "Black Hand Inn"