The Wild Hunt

Taken from the Demo "The Echoes of Tales Once Told"

One golden autumn Sunday eve
As the leaves began to brown
Contented as I walked alone
I wandered through forest and gate

The moonlight burns my skin
The woodland darkness my kin
As storm clouds cursed close in
I feel the fear begin

The echoes of tales once told
The gales and storm unfold
With galloping hooves and the baying of hounds
The wild hunt comes across the misty mounds

With the coming of the night
Behold the horse man rides
Within this blackened sight
The hounds that chase the stride

My soul, the hunt it takes

The Wild Hunt Tears me from
The earth I held so warm
Now the wild hunt is here
To burn my soul so clear

The winds have swept me up
My body left corrupt
My soul the hunts dark prize
To roam the midnight skies

To roam the midnight skies

For this cannot be me
This deathly sight that I bleed
Yet I do not grieve
Now on lost souls I feed

The furious host now leads
The hunt begins to flee
O’er storming skies we glide
With Gabriels hounds I ride

Looking down in endless wrath
For those foolish enough to cross my path
Swept up in this cavalcade
To join this hunt, to join the raid

With the coming of the night
Behold the horse man rides
Within this blackened sight
The hounds that chase the stride

Do not mock the horde that sweep,
For you soul they will keep
So when you go out at night this winter time
Listen carefully for the barking of dogs and their cry…