OVATION OF THE WOLVES

I can feel their cold stares, so far away
The wintermoon eclipsed the day
But there`s no one on my path
Strange whispers called these ancient spirits
That guard the gates of ice
Roaming underneath black skies
Riding on the wind
And it feels like
The dawn will never rise as I battle against time
And forces
Of the fading light
 
Eternally, they`ll follow the northern lights
Burning in a solitary warrior`s mind
The everfrost
Send his sons to unleash a storm
 
Descend for me tonight
Neverlasting, stand and fight
The despair-ridden will stay your prey
As my mourning heart will tell the tale of an intense desire
For revenge