The Night Eternal - Run With The Wolves

As the winter sun stands high,
it's freezing cold and the air is dry
The sky is crystal clear,
but beneath the trees they wait

(The) sun reflects in the cold white,
The daylight short, at night stars shine bright
Life slowed down under winters grace,
but beneath the trees they wait

The hunter's moon in sight,
the face of death in nature's pride
We Run With The Wolves tonight!

We hunt like demons through the night
A vicious primal fear, that's anchored in your mind
We hunt like demons through the night
the flesh made wilderness to your mind

As the winter moon stands high,
and the wolves cry out for a hunt tonight
The scent of death reveals its face,
as beneath the trees they chase

Sparkling eyes that rule the night
Warm Blood stains pierce the snow and ice
Merciless, they kill with pace,
which no one would await

So stare into the feral eyes of death,
as mother nature's craving for your head

The hunter's moon in sight,
the face of death in nature's pride
We Run With The Wolves tonight!

We hunt like demons through the night
A vicious primal fear, that's anchored in your mind
We hunt like demons through the night
the flesh made wilderness to your mind

The hunter's moon in sight,
the face of death in nature's pride
We Run With The Wolves tonight!

We hunt like demons through the night
A vicious primal fear, that's anchored in your mind
We hunt like demons through the night
the flesh made wilderness to your mind

We hunt like demons through the night
A vicious primal fear, that's anchored in your mind