At no time I thought, in the dusk of my ventures To engage a new ride, a new fire from my embers A chill down my spine, my soul set ablaze Black coat, quick hooves, a fixed upraised gaze
Thrill pervading Excitement surrounding Haste morphing into An insight of newfound life
Riding in the forest Branches scratching me Leaves that dim my sight How can I capture thee?
My steed dashes to chase His mane floats in the wind But I cannot I give up This endless furious hunt
In this cursed night Following a deer No more hopes alight In my heart only fear
Should I take that creature Into a bright light? Is it an hellish figure Calling me to ride?
Now it’s time to ride, the chase isn’t over I feel alive, more than I’ve ever Been, hear the call of the prime instinct I sense the fire and the heat growing In me
Riding along the lands Searching glory and virtue He would find hell The king would die in misery
“The call of the wild educed his valor, the thrill of the hunt called And burnt by the flame of passion, he started his pursuit Into legends will his deeds be sang”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
