Through the ice and through the snow In the grimness, the frost and the cold Galloping steady into the woods Forest's their kingdom They set their own rules
They appear through the mist In search for blood, In for the kill Hounds are marching Under a blackened sky What resists...will die
When wolves are out to hunt
They appear through the mist In search for blood, In for the kill Hounds are marching Under a blackened sky What resists...will die
They're coming for you Watch out!
It's death who's leading the pack You are their prey There's no turning back
Run in fear, try to escape But it's pointless, it's too lateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
