Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Huuto, artist - Moonsorrow. Album song Varjoina kuljemme kuolleiden maassa, in the genre Фолк-металDate of issue: 31.12.2009
Record label: Spinefarm Records
Song language: English
Huuto |
| Beyond sight eyes are blinded by the ice |
| A wind filled with fury slashes through hands |
| Mountains surrounding their prey, devoid of hope |
| On what can we live here? |
| Where can we find the path forward? |
| The air gets colder, though the days grow longer |
| The forest provides no shelter from the weather |
| Survivors of the wilderness rarely show themselves |
| The ones left behind never reaching the tranquil of a grave |
| Mountains surrounding their prey, devoid of hope |
| On what can we live here? |
| Where can we find the path forward? |
| Life does not face death |
| Only suffering and pain |
| Our ability to roam taken from us The strength of our steps exhausted |
| Feeble and lacklustre |
| Lost in doom |
| The weight of the sky, singing like a choir |
| Our ears tormented by its tones |
| Depriving us our freedom, giving birth to our fears |
| Making us forget pity |
| It echoes from the walls |
| Soars through the air |
| The lost hope of the final ones |
| Mountains surrounding their prey, next they will strike |
| On what does anyone live here? |
| Where can we find the path forward? |
| To the wolves the weak ones fall victim |
| But the strong ones get the will of the wolves |
| Eyes blinded we follow the sounds |
| Only human nature lives from evil |
| Instinct takes hold when the mind turns black |
| No path is seen under our feet |
| Donning a wolf felt, aided by despair |
| Soon the first one grabs a weapon |
| Bringing an end to this blasphemy and insanity |
| When also the last one becomes guilty of murder |
| One these paths cold as ice |
| Where in darkness we crawl to Thither the beasts wander |
| We have played our role |
| It echoes from the walls |
| The lost hope soars through the air |
| Hear the screams of the damned |
| The light reveals blood stains in the snow |
| Our deeds reflect our destination |
| Life does not face death |
| The suffering can be ended |
| I fear our nature |
| But no longer can I silence the screams |
| So the rain casts its final shadows |
| Plains turned into graveyards |
| Under the same sky, survivors of the wilderness |
| Memory of war swept away by the wind |
| It echoes from the walls |
| The lost hope soars through the air |
| Already in sleep I hear the screams of the damned |