Glen Coe Massacre lyrics

Artist  : Nazareth 
Song : Glen Coe Massacre
 
												
														   Mist upon the hill can remember
murder,

Mist upon the hill that once flowed
with blood,

Helped to cover up an
approaching army,

Hid the killing lust in
the eyes of men.



Sitting by the fire
was a sentry sleeping,

Rolled up in their
beds were children that play,

Unsuspecting
what was to fall upon them,

None of them
would see the dawn next day.

 

Bloody were the blades that fell on children,

Hate the blinding light tried to kill a
name,

The mountains only know all the souls
that died there,

Glen Coe from that day can
recall the shame.



The quiet of the
night never gave them warning,

The silence
of the hills wouldn't let them know,

They'd
never rise again on a mist filled morning,

Never see the sunrise above Glen Coe.