Those who ride in darkness bring Sorrow and decay unending Battle waged on hellish fronts None escape the Wild Hunt Taken by Drowners We need a Witcher Swarmed by Harpies We need a Witcher Keyran is rising We need a Witcher Wyverns are coming We need a Witcher Within our darkest nights Pray a Witcher does arrive I bare two swords One of steel and one of silver One for man and one for monsters Which are you? So spoke the wolf So did he howl Torn from flesh and bone are man Food for beasts that roam this land Signs to summon air or flame Those who know him fear his name Geralt of Rivia Gryphons attacking We need a Witcher Fiends on the prowl We need a Witcher Tracks of a werewolf We need a Witcher Wraiths of the hunt We need a Witcher Within our darkest nights Pray a Witcher does arrive To all monsters, man or otherwise My swords are sharp for the both of you Kings or Keyran Within our darkest nights Pray a Witcher does arriveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
