Moonbeams touch the soil, streak of fog surrounds the scene

The eerie wind is howling, a lantern light's the only gleam

The one-eyed owl is calling, hands hold tight the iron-lamp

The cold is paralyzing, ponderous steps trough misty damp



The atmosphere's tremendous, seasoned men are choked with fear

The presence of the phantom, a strange and sublime power's near

The figures bathed in moonlight, a black dressed shape without a face

Celestial phenomenon and he disappeared without a trace



The phantom of "Black Hand Hill", moonlight ride, frightening thrill,

The phantom of "Black Hand Hill", honoured ghost, righteous will



Footsteps on the clearing, no one dares to speak or move

They returned to kill the phantom, but no one's got the balls to prove

Balls of light are flashing, an ancient tongue speaks words of truth

The fight of Armaggeddon?, good or evil who will lose?



The phantom of "Black Hand Hill", moonlight ride, frightening thrill,

The phantom of "Black Hand Hill", honoured ghost, righteous will



The spot of stakes of haunted, predestined when he was burned

For the righteous curse of vengeance, his good and honoured soul returned

"Black Hand Hill"'s a mystery, the spot is veiled in secrecy

Revealing ancient wisdom, but blinded eyes will never see



The phantom of "Black Hand Hill", moonlight ride, frightening thrill,

The phantom of "Black Hand Hill", honoured ghost, righteous will

The phantom of "Black Hand Hill", prophecy, ancient skill

The phantom of "Black Hand Hill", seasoned soul, breaks the still