Keen Of The Crow - Left for the Wolves Тексты

Bonded, alone, waiting
Bonded, alone, waiting

Mark of the wolf
Cold
Death bears the mark of the wolf
Again shall this earth doth reckon
Blood for the dead inherit
And flesh for the feasting

The mark of the wolf
The omen's wretched calling
For dark rituals it speaks
This wolf witch now betrothed
By this Cimmerian steel

Cold
Flesh for the feasting
Left for the wolves

Conceived in fire and wind
Wailing through evening light
This wolf witch now betrothed
By this Cimmerian steel

Cold
Flesh for the feasting
Left for the wolves

Bonded, alone, waiting
Where all times beset
Unto this wall and chain
An oath met, an oath given
Bonded, alone, waiting

The hunter moon brings tribute
Death shall never claim me
As dinner for wolf