Count Bloodcount - Lost Dutchman Mine Lyrics

In the shadows of the Superstition where the desert winds do moan
There lies a tale of treasure and of men who walk alone
The Lost Dutchman's mine where gold is buried deep
But those who seek its riches find nothing but eternal sleep

They say old Jacob Waltz with a secret to his grave
Left a trail of mystery for the greedy and the brave
Through canyons dark and twisted where the cacti stand like guards
The Dutchman's gold lies hidden in a land that has no stars

Oh, the Lost Dutchman's mine where the cursed gold gleams
It's a fool's errand to chase where the buzzards scream
In the heart of the desert where the lost souls cry
The gold you seek will cost you the price of life gone by

The mountains keep their secrets with a silence cold as stone
Many men have ventured but none have made it home
The whispers in the canyon of ghosts that walk the sand
Remind you of the danger in this cursed barren land

Oh, the Lost Dutchman's mine where the cursed gold gleams
It's a fool's errand to chase where the buzzards scream
In the heart of the desert where the lost souls cry
The gold you seek will cost you the price of life gone by

The map is worn and faded the clues are hard to find
But the promise of the treasure draws you in makes you blind
With every step you take the shadows start to creep
The Dutchman's curse upon you, pulling you to sleep

So beware the call of riches in the Superstition's hold
For the Lost Dutchman's mine is more than just its gold
It's a grave for those who wander and a tale that will not end
In the desert's silent whisper where the lost find no friend