dark winter's night in the northern forest
 Feel the frost, gasp for air, hear the storm in the trees
 [bad word] for your life, grab your sword hold your shield
 Hear the howl of the wolves, they are right behind you

 Alone on [bad word] for your life
 Remember the stories your grandfather told you
 The stories of beasts haunting wild in the dark
 Remember the story from the howl of the wolves

 Your blood feels like ice, see red eyes in the dark
 Feel their presence, their might, they are straight behind you
 The hunt for your blood is the hunt for your life
 And [bad word]  full of fear, hear the howls in the night