Blood of the Wolf
Fear not said the wise man
To his flock of blind sheep
All will end well
They say they come in peace

Appearing on the horizon
Death has come to reap
Fear grips me cold
The reckoning begins

(Chorus)
They’re howling at the gates
Death burns in their eyes
Destruction in their wake
Stand and face your maker

Fear overwhelms me
I cannot stand; cannot fight
Witness their destruction
No mercy for the weak
Murder burns in their eyes
Blood is what they seek
The wolves have arrived
And we are the sheep

(Chorus)
They’re howling at the gates
Death burns in their eyes
Destruction in their wake
Stand and face your maker

(Chorus)
They’re howling at the gates
Death burns in their eyes
Destruction in their wake
Stand and face your maker