[Intro]
Through the mist the silence breaks,
Frozen ground beneath us shakes,
Eyes of fire in the night —
We are hunters born to fight.
[Verse 1]
Snow is falling, cold and deep,
Ancient oaths we swore to keep,
Claws of fate upon our trail,
In the storm we never fail.
Hear the howling in the dark,
Savage hearts ignite the spark,
From the forest shadows rise,
Death reflected in our eyes.
[Pre-Chorus]
Raise the howl into the sky,
Let the northern spirits cry,
In the frost our souls align,
Bound by blood and ancient sign.
[Chorus]
WOLVES OF THE NORTH — hear us call!
Through the ice we stand or fall!
WOLVES OF THE NORTH — wild and free!
Born in pain, in destiny!
Run with fire, teeth and claw,
Break the chains of fear and law!
WOLVES OF THE NORTH — we arise!
Under cold and endless skies!
[Verse 2]
Blades like fangs in moonlight gleam,
Nothing here is what it seems,
Ghosts of war walk side by side,
In their rage we still confide.
Blood like rivers stains the snow,
Still we push and never slow,
When the final breath is near,
We devour every fear.
[Pre-Chorus]
Raise the howl into the sky,
Let the northern spirits cry,
Through the storm our voices blend,
This is where the weak ones end.
[Chorus]
WOLVES OF THE NORTH — hear us call!
Through the ice we stand or fall!
WOLVES OF THE NORTH — wild and free!
Born in pain, in destiny!
Run with fire, teeth and claw,
Break the chains of fear and law!
WOLVES OF THE NORTH — we arise!
Under cold and endless skies!
[Bridge / Breakdown]
Howl! — Let the mountains shake!
Howl! — Hear the silence break!
Claw! — Tear the night apart!
Blood! — Beats within the heart!
No retreat, no surrender now,
We are fury, we are vow,
In the end we claim the ground —
Kings where only wolves are crowned!
[Final Chorus]
WOLVES OF THE NORTH — hear us roar!
Stronger, louder than before!
WOLVES OF THE NORTH — never chained!
Through the storm our name remains!
Run with fire, teeth and claw,
We are fang, we are law!
WOLVES OF THE NORTH — we arise!
Eternal under frozen skies!
[Outro]
In the silence, in the snow,
Legends walk where cold winds blow,
Hear the echo, feel the breath —
Wolves of north… defy death.
Logistik
