The pack is howling
Through the night
Through the mighty forest
Feeding from bloodlust
One chooses the wrong path
A witch promised truth
Head to far far lands
You shall find what you seek
Don't get held back by your kind
Leave them all behind
Oh the elders
Ban the one that risks it all
Never forsake the pack
Never forget your roots
The witch sleeps in your head
Oh the heart of a young one
Untainted, unscarred
Protect his heart
As it's easy to seduce
A witch promised truth
Go south
Run through your darkest nights
Search for your heart's delight
Oh the lone one
Finally arrived
But his life force deprived
Seen the promised with his own eye
Too weak to hunt, left to die
Head to far far lands
You shall find what you seek
Everything comes with an expense
But sometimes it's your last chance
Went south