Twelven are the nights atween the years and tymes When memories awake and the wyndes blowe oh so highe The Wilde Hunte, a giante horde, prowlinge throughe the darke The Wilde Hunte, a raginge storme, and no one oute there evades the din from afar
Wolven Nights The Norns will foreknowe thy fate Wolven Nights Followe the trace of the elder waye
Phantoms of the past oh will waite for ye at laste To settle olden score (olden score) from the dayes so longe afore Oh the unseen, thy destiny, callinge from beyonde Oh thy hidden dreames, the prophecy, divine visions, forecaste what is to come
Wolven Nights The Norns will foreknowe thy fate Wolven Nights Followe the trace of the elder waye Avowels of vengeance The spirits arise from the ancient tymes The arrival of fortune Heare Oden's call in the Wolven Nights...
Wolven Nights The Norns will foreknowe thy fate Wolven Nights Followe the trace of the elder waye Avowels of vengeance The spirits arise from the ancient tymes The arrival of fortune Heare Oden's call in the Wolven Nights...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
