The wolves carries my name

In their midnight speeches

And that quiet subtle voice

Is summoning me from afar

And a voice much closer

Screams to me with unholy impatience

And the weight of your soul

Will decide it's final resting place

As light is our darkness

we seek the day

But when the shade of the night comes

It chases my strength away

I've seen unknown lands

No map has ever charted

And I lived in the deserts

And the wastelands

And I have spoken with the demons

And the souls of the slaughtered

And the weight of your soul

Will decide it's final resting place

As the light is our darkness...