Herne's Oak کے بول

Shattered starlight claims the night Hesperus bleeds impacting light As the roots begin to shake Deep beneath the tragic oak I wrap myself in midnight's cloak And it won't be long until the hunt breaks free And the blade of my broad axe smiles... Head to foot Black as soot Heed my call Rage be my all When the pack is loosed I'll hunt you down And that's enough for me... See the stag's eye catch the light Of Luna's gaze this icy night With coldest poise, I raise the blade Venus enters Libra's beam And at this time, I truly see That this curse is really hunting me And the blade of my broad axe smiles...