This Road

This road looks pretty plain under the night lights This road has paths both sides, raised kerbs and level flight Watching the cars go by, both sides see many many moving lights But then there comes a time when the movement and all the sound disappear into the night It's now when fear strikes It's now when evil rides The wall used to hold a gate, but now the hole will suffice That's where they all would go and that's where the world lost sight The path down into the wood They walked under shackled torchlight The wood down by the stream Led to an old mine cave site That's where we found their bodies, that's where they had their last night For years he played this game, for years evil knew this road was where he'd find his delight! This road looks pretty plain under the night lights.