The Wild Hunt

Hold it Have you heard the omen? Gallop in the distance Lock your doors and hold your breath They are relentless Riders clad in darkness Demons reincarnate Hope that we will make it through The wild hunt Restless Numbers in the thousands Infernal in their motives Ravaging the night With their howls and crackling storms Leaving their trail of bones Why did it have to come to this? And if today's our last Will my death be fast? Hold it Don't let fear take over I will fight those demons Lock your doors and hold your breath I am relentless I'll fight until the sun it sets, and though They may fight as a swarm And have the strengths of gods I won't let go of the blade in my hands As I take down The wild hunt Know that we will make it through The wild hunt Know that we will make it through Know that we will make it through The wild hunt