Mithotyn - Masters Of Wilderness Lyrics
Howling at the fullmoonin this intense midwinternight.Behold the masters of wilderness,Hearken to how they hold the woods in fright.See the silhouettes in the moon,On the mountaincrest they stand proud.Stormwinds and pouring rainHardens the fur grey.Picking up the scentTo hunt the fleeing prey.Masters of WildernessMasters of WildernessThe mighty wolfpack hunts the landFor flesh and satisfaction.Feasting on raw meat with bloody jaws,Tearing the prey open in total desperation.