The wolves carries my name 

In their midnight speeches

And that quiet subtle voice

Is summoning me from afar

And a voice much closer

Screams to me with unholy impatience



And the weight of your soul

Will decide it's final resting place



As light is our darkness 

we seek the day

But when the shade of the night comes

It chases my strength away



I've seen unknown lands 

No map has ever charted

And I lived in the deserts

And the wastelands

And I have spoken with the demons

And the souls of the slaughtered



And the weight of your soul

Will decide it's final resting place



As the light is our darkness...