Ebon Veil - The House on Gallows Hill | Gothic Rock | Horror Punk | Post-Punk

Ebon Veil presents "The House on Gallows Hill," the second official single from the creative commons soundtrack for Night of the Living Dead. This track is a masterclass in atmospheric horror, channeling the raw desperation of the film through driving post-punk basslines, haunting melodies, and a climax of intense gothic rock. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a frantic escape to a haunted refuge, making it the perfect soundtrack for a dark night.

If you crave the raw energy and dark atmosphere of classic 80s and 90s goth music, this song is for you. Fans of the following artists will feel right at home: #Fields of the Nephilim, #The Mission UK, #Christian Death, #The Chameleons, #Clan of Xymox, #SistersOfMercy, #Bauhaus, #SiouxsieAndTheBanshees, #TheCult, #FieldsOfTheNephilim, #TheMissionUK, #ChristianDeath, #JoyDivision, #ClanOfXymox, #LondonAfterMidnight, #AlienSexFiend, #SouthernDeathCult, #TheDamned, #Specimen, #RosettaStone, #Lycia, #SwitchbladeSymphony, #TypeONegative, #Lacrimosa, #TheCrüxshadows, #SoporAeternus, #SheWantsRevenge, #LebanonHanover, #DrabMajesty,
#BoyHarsher, #AIMusic


The earth is cold beneath my knees
I did a thing that was not me
My brother lies on broken stone
And now I am completely alone
The engine sleeps, a metal tomb
No key to turn, no hope, no room
I release the brake and start to roll
And surrender all control

The world is dead, the world is grey
I'm just the prey for one more day
The shadows twist, the branches clutch
I need a sanctuary touch

The hill is steep, the tree is stark
The night is torn apart by bark
The impact jars my very soul
I have to run and lose control
Through briar tears and roots that snare
A dirt road lost in frigid air
A silhouette against the moon
A promise of a hollow tomb

The world is dead, the world is grey
I'm just the prey for one more day
The shadows twist, the branches clutch
I need a sanctuary touch

The door is locked, the door is splintered wood
I hear its step, I know I should
Not look behind, just get inside
Nowhere to run and nowhere left to hide
I cross the threshold, slam it shut
A rusty bolt, the only cut
This silence is a heavier sound
With monsters waiting all around

The world is dead, the world is grey
I'm just the prey for one more day
The shadows twist, the branches clutch
This is no sanctuary touch

The scratching outside has now ceased
But something in the house has been released
A floorboard creaks above my head
I wish that I was with the dead
Nowhere is safe... nowhere is safe...
Welcome home.