The Wild Hunt Rides Songtext
von Don't Drop The Sword

They ride forth on hoofs of doom throughout the dark
Twelve wicked nights they are prowling their path
Dare not to glance or be seen
Or else your will join them in your sleep
(In your sleep they take your soul)
Souls that have gone ere their time
Pale is their vanguard, pale as his steed
Pale are the hounds by his side
So bow your head and pray or be gone from their way!

Candlelights
Holy scents
More we cannot muster in defense

Hear the clamour from afar
(Come the night)
Leave no window ajar
(We will rise)
Bolt your doors and stay inside
(Run and hide from the storm that will come)
When the Wild hunt rides


Forebodings, ill omens of famine and plague,
Of drought and of war that shall come our way
Devils and demons scorning the heavenly skies
No gods by our side
(Side by side) they′re marching ever on
Rise with dusk, fade with dawn
Leave us afeared of the days to come

Candlelights
Holy scents
More we cannot muster in defense

Hear the clamour from afar
(Come the night)
Leave no window ajar
(We will rise)
Bolt your doors and stay inside
(Run and hide from the storm that will come)
When the Wild hunt rides

Candlelights
Holy scents
More we cannot muster in defense


Hear the clamour from afar
(Come the night)
Leave no window ajar
(We will rise)
Bolt your doors and stay inside
(Run and hide from the storm that will come)
When the Wild hunt rides

Hear the clamour from afar
(When the wild hunt rides)
Leave no window ajar
(When the wild hunt rides)
Bolt your doors and stay inside
(When the wild hunt rides)
Run and hide from the storm that will come
When the Wild hunt rides