There's a candle in the window
 Of the old tatch house
 Mother said it was a beacon
 On this night of the hunt

 She sang softly
 Of those who were gone
 As she poured whiskey
 On the stone near the heart

 Howling beasts
 And unearthly cries
 One-eyed riders
 Stones of skies

 The windows started to shutter
 Under the force of the wind
 Whirling mysts became furies
 Rolling clouds became wolves

 Howling beasts
 And unearthly cries
 One-eyed riders
 Stones of skies

 Though i was young that night
 Never once did i fear
 I knew this ancestral spectre
 Was wondering God

 Known to our people forever
 Giver of breath and life
 I will gladly ride with Him
 When it [bad word] my time

 Howling beasts
 And unearthly cries
 One-eyed riders
 Stones of skies