Behold The Sasquatch
A shadow creeps across the barren land
A chilling wind whispers through the sand
Twisted trees reach out with gnarled claws
Beneath a sky where no sunlight dawns
Footsteps echo in the silent night
As a creature unseen takes flight
A quiet giant, protector of old
Watching the forest, with secrets untold
In the thickest woodlands, they stay out of sight
Thickened trees mask their ten-foot height
People hide in the woods, and they're trying to watch
When they see one they'll proclaim: Behold the sasquatch
In the heart of this darkness, a power resides
A creature of legend, where fear never hides
A dense fog rolls in, the bigfoot rolls out
Concealing views is what it's all about
It's hard to find these legends so grand
For the bigfoot hunters, they're in high demand
If a real one is caught, the world would be impressed
Hordes would descend upon the Pacific Northwest
But the people looking continue to botch
No one's had a chance to say "Behold the sasquatch!"
In the thickest woodlands, they stay out of sight
Thickened trees mask their ten-foot height
People hide in the woods, and they're trying to watch
When they see one they'll proclaim: Behold the sasquatch
Behold the Sasquatch
Behold the Sasquatch
A chilling wind whispers through the sand
Twisted trees reach out with gnarled claws
Beneath a sky where no sunlight dawns
Footsteps echo in the silent night
As a creature unseen takes flight
A quiet giant, protector of old
Watching the forest, with secrets untold
In the thickest woodlands, they stay out of sight
Thickened trees mask their ten-foot height
People hide in the woods, and they're trying to watch
When they see one they'll proclaim: Behold the sasquatch
In the heart of this darkness, a power resides
A creature of legend, where fear never hides
A dense fog rolls in, the bigfoot rolls out
Concealing views is what it's all about
It's hard to find these legends so grand
For the bigfoot hunters, they're in high demand
If a real one is caught, the world would be impressed
Hordes would descend upon the Pacific Northwest
But the people looking continue to botch
No one's had a chance to say "Behold the sasquatch!"
In the thickest woodlands, they stay out of sight
Thickened trees mask their ten-foot height
People hide in the woods, and they're trying to watch
When they see one they'll proclaim: Behold the sasquatch
Behold the Sasquatch
Behold the Sasquatch
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Writer(s): David Dean
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