Behind The Lake is a creepy song by the band Zoar that creates a spooky atmosphere of unknown dread and impending doom. The lyrics come from an eerie poem by Anna Akhmatova, a Russian poet from the 1930s.
Behind the lake the moon’s not stirred
And seems to be a window through
Into a silent, well-lit house,
Where something unpleasant has occured.
Has the master been brought home dead,
Or the mistress run off with a lover,
Has a little girl gone missing,
And her shoes found by the creek-bed . . .
We can’t see. But feel some awful thing,
And we don’t want to talk.
Doleful, the cry of eagle-owls, and hot
In the garden the wind is blustering.