Were Coyotes of Rose Hill

Many moons ago
A virgin maiden full of glow
Was taken by force against her will
She cast an evil spell
She cursed a family
Now known as Wicked Coyotes of Rose Hill

This is where the river of tears flow
Where the wild roses used to grow
Wicked a few, so divine
But stay away come night time
So much danger, little do they know

A howl serenading the full moon
In harmony with the witch's eerie croon

Carried by the Devil's wind
Is the scent of an easy prey
They won't hesitate to kill
Watch out for Wicked Coyotes of Rose Hill

Carried by the Devil's wind
Is the scent of an easy prey
They won't hesitate to kill
Watch out for Wicked Coyotes of Rose Hill

This is where the birds used to fly free
Where everything was grace and glee
A place of harmony and peace
Until the sun shall cease
And the moon will be the last thing they see

A howl serenading the full moon
In harmony with the witch's eerie croon

Carried by the Devil's wind
Is the scent of an easy prey
They won't hesitate to kill
Watch out for Wicked Coyotes of Rose Hill

Carried by the Devil's wind
Is the scent of an easy prey
They won't hesitate to kill
Watch out for Wicked Coyotes of Rose Hill