Have you ever feel the Wolf? / He's hidin' in your soul!
He's a force you can't stand, / He's darkness made of flesh!
I walk alone in the streets of dream,
running away from the neon lights,
From humanity and from its fights,
waiting for the stars to rise.
An inner sense seemed to guide me,
showin' me the road to his lair,
A frosted hill in a glowing glade,
here lies the Nature soul.
A dreadful beast! - King of the Dark!
Eyes still and cold! - Is a corpse or lives?
His snarlin' mouth! - An open gorge!
Blooded skin! - His blood or mine?
"Who are you?" said the Wolf,
"You're hidin' in my reign,
I'm a force you can't stand,
I'm darkness made of flesh!"
"How you dare to profane my realm?
Don't you know the forest is mad?
Humans bring corrosion and rot,
atomic pain and nuclear fire!
My mutated children are blinded and dyin',
by napalm, oil and toxic air,
There is no hope for you, my heir,
your arrogance will be your end!"
A dreadful beast! - King of the Dark!
Eyes still and cold! - Is a corpse or lives?
His snarlin' mouth! - An open gorge!
Blooded skin! - His blood or mine?
"Who are you?" said the Wolf,
"You're hidin' in my reign,
You're a force I can't stand,
You're violence made of flesh!"
The Wild Hunt is on! It's coming for you!
Look your back! He's still there! Now you're dead!
The Brazilian metal outfit teaches a lesson in exemplary thrash, delivering palm-mute chugging, dexterous fretwork, and infuriated-but-intelligible vocals on every song Bandcamp Album of the Day Jan 21, 2021