Hollow Creek Lantern - Down in the Hollow | Gothic Country

The cold iron of the ghost tracks holds secrets that the living were never meant to carry. Down where the fog clings to the abandoned timber and the river runs black under the moon, a lone voice rises above the mud. This is a tale of wandering souls, forgotten debts, and the heavy price of boarding a train that only runs in the dead of night. Every rusted spike along the embankment echoes with the weight of guilt and redemption. "Platform lamp is a-gutting out, a drunk man hums a hymn Copper rails are humming too, somewhere a dog is counting cards Last Train West is bourdon slow and something out there wants to speak Don't ride the last train West, don't ride it boy, don't ride" 🎧 Perfect for: late night drives through empty backroads, walking in the rain, dark atmospheric writing sessions. New music from Hollow Creek Lantern every week — subscribe. #darkcountry #southerngothic #gothicwestern 🎵 More from Hollow Creek Lantern: ▶ A Chair For The One Who Left –    • Hollow Creek Lantern - the One Who Left | ...   ▶ River Took the Rest –    • Hollow Creek Lantern - River Took the Rest   ▶ Rope and Rain –    • Hollow Creek Lantern - Rope and Rain   ▶ Rock On, Ghost