Screaming vocals, blues guitar, fuzz bass, and industrial drums - produced to sound like it was recorded in a barn with one microphone. Hristo is an embodiment
(verse)
Something died down in the well
It’s covered with leaves
The only ones who saw it were the
Creatures and the trees
Lenai saw it twitch
Her pa heard her yell
He went running her direction but he
Couldn’t find his bell
Sheriff Shrute called on a search
They walked and they prayed
They couldn’t find a fragment of the
Girl that got away
The sun was creeping down low
They heard the bell ring at the church
Someone found beside the well
A tear of crimson skirt
(chorus)
Down in the well
No one knew just what was lurking down in the well
(verse)
Clubfoot Mickey went down
They lowered him in
When he came back up he was missing
Most of his skin
The panic broke loose
Mickey fell to the ground
They hardly got a look before they
Ran back to the town
(chorus)
They filled the well with fuel
Threw down a flame
Watched the fire burn until the
Night turned into day
The sun rose red
It shined on them cruel
Not a single one left living in that
Horrid bloody pool
(chorus)
