Lyrics
The moon shines so bright, campsite lit by the firelight.
Alone in the wilderness thoughts turn to your childhood bliss
A tale that your mother told of the Octofrye and his arms of gold
The legend still holds true, the beat of his drums will make
Your soul shine through
Drumbeats fill your mind.
Hear the voice of the evening sky.
Singing the song of the Octofrye.
Let your soul run free. He'll do for you what he done for me.
He ain't hard to find. He'll open up and blow your mind.
The legend still holds true, the Octofrye has chosen you.
Drumbeats fill your mind.
Hear the voice of the evening sky.
Singing the song of the Octofrye.