Allfather´s calling his men for the hunt.
He settled all his horses, prepared for the ride.
We ride over Midgard Bay through coldest nights.
Only the wolves will be with us tonight.
Wild Hunt - We're ridin' high
Through Twelve Nights - We search for prey
Wild Hunt - We're ridin' fast
Can you hear our blasts?
Roaming through Midgard, waiting for your call.
Wraiths of my ancients keep us in this nights.
Can you hear them with their distant shouts?
Like a storm roaring in the clouds.
Allfather´s calling his men for the hunt.
And only the wolves will be with us tonight.