Horse of ancient line
Stale wine, ancient song
Stale wine, ancient song
Wandjan:
"Lost I am now in these forests of old, cold, black and starless
Altuzar approaches, and hunters follow the wolves of the night
As I see the hunters approaching, I know that it is here I must die
Death by the fangs of a beast
But then, the sun peeked over the hills and the drums of doom rolled"