Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Wolves' Call, artist - Wind Rose. Date of issue: 25.05.2017
Song language: English
The Wolves' Call |
| Tell me trees that seep the day |
| Show me the truth where our nature is bound |
| Their eyes stand still (The animist!) |
| Baptize me within your will |
| Make me part of your innate grace |
| By a mystical embrace |
| All you have done (All we have done) |
| All you’ve been fighting for |
| All you have known (Ruins of truth) |
| Is covered by falling dew |
| All that exists (Dangerous sins) |
| Drowning in ashes and mist |
| A rising thrill on your skin |
| Heralds, the end is near |
| You may pile gold |
| Until there’s nothing more |
| You shall fall |
| I will not follow you |
| Spilling out tears |
| For a nearsighted mind |
| I’m reborn here |
| Strong as the wolves' call |
| Free man’s native form once you belonged to this earth |
| The force that I feel in your voice grows when daylight fades |
| We are howls of |
| Praise to the night |
| Engraved in the falling darkness |
| Of the wolves' night |
| And if I die you won’t be afraid |
| Even a moon risen in fear will reveal |
| The bitter cold of the wolves' night |
| Run through the forest of the past as you know |
| Make sure no one can see you run alone |
| Run through the blanket of winter’s snow |
| You will guide your fate, do not ask for more |
| No return can’t you hear until we learn to see |
| Same old ghost, can’t you feel, slowly killing me |
| No more time now could halt the fall |
| How could we not hear the wolves' call |
| We are howls of |
| Praise to the night |
| Engraved in the falling darkness |
| Of the wolves' night |
| And if I die you won’t be afraid |
| Even a moon risen in fear will reveal |
| The bitter cold of the wolves' night |
| As long as I’ve chances to change the new world |
| With my life I’ll fight for the years to come |
| As long as I’ve chances to change the new world |
| With my life I’ll fight for the years to come |
| If I’ve chosen not to fight any more |
| If I deceive the father’s will with a storm of lies |
| Just to fill my eyes |
| Raising my sword as if all is lost |
| If I’ve chosen not to fight any more |
| If I deceive the father’s will with a storm of lies |
| Just to fill my eyes |
| Hiding my tears, the ancestors dream will fall |
| We are howls of |
| Praise to the night |
| Engraved in the falling darkness |
| Of the wolves' night |
| And if I die you won’t be afraid |
| Even a moon risen in fear will reveal |
| The bitter cold of the wolves' night |