Howl Of The Wolves - Black Messiah

A dark winter’s night in the northern forest

Feel the frost, gasp for air, hear the storm in the trees

Run for your life, grab your sword hold your shield

Hear the howl of the wolves, they are right behind you

Alone on your run for your life

Remember the stories your grandfather told you

The stories of beasts haunting wild in the dark

Remember the story from the howl of the wolves

Your blood feels like ice, see red eyes in the dark

Feel their presence, their might, they are straight behind you

The hunt for your blood is the hunt for your life

And you run, full of fear, hear the howls in the night