Masters of Wilderness 歌词

	Howling at the fullmoon in this intense midwinternight.
	Behold the masters of wilderness,
	Hearken to how they hold the woods in fright.
	See the silhouettes in the moon,
	On the mountaincrest they stand proud.
	Stormwinds and pouring rain
	Hardens the fur grey.
	Picking up the scent
	To hunt the fleeing prey.
	Masters of
	Wilderness
	Masters of
	Wilderness
	The mighty wolfpack hunts the land
	For flesh and satisfaction.
	Feasting on raw meat with bloody jaws,
	Tearing the prey open in total desperation.

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