None were found
120 on a boat
Ready to colonize
Landing in NC
And Led by Mr. White
Mr. White left 'em behind
Bring back food tools and help
Or we won't survive
Leave behind the 115
Spouse and firstborn
Among the left
Waiting on the hope of
Father, savior
Three years later
None were found
Was it murder
None were found
Was it rapture
None were found
Immigration, relocation
Evil empire, devastation
Just one word, one clue
And history sits still
It's been so long and all we've learned is nothing
The mystery lives still
No bodies
No graves
You'll be left without a home
Croatoan
Carving
The crow flies above
No bodies
No graves
You'll be left without a home
The crow flies above
Alright boys
No one knows the struggles we've seen
All around the sun and the open plains
Without the hand of God we'd be lost
To our filthy flesh and crooked minds
Pale visitor
Unsolicited
English gods
Unwelcome
Your gifts
Taste like poison
Your words
Are your weapons
You can bend your knee
And accept your fate
Do we have a choice
Or
We'll take your scalp and
Leave your bones to the wolves
No bodies, no graves
None were found
Just one word, one clue
And history sits still
It's been so long and all we've learned is nothing
The mystery lives still
Oh
The end is nigh
Roanoke colony
All hope is lost
Return home
With no remains
None were found
None were found