The Cleansing کے بول

I will ride tonight on the mountains of doom Darkness surrounds my path, I’ve lost my way I howl at the moon I’m waiting for the Wolves to lead me on In the cold of the Night, in the Moonlight, I smile May the Breeze of the North now carry me Home Let them see my trail, like a fire in the sky I feel them around me Their eyes pierce right through me There are spells that surround me These spells now bound me My forest is burning And the Witch is not yearning I call on the winds They’re the ones that can save me May the Breeze of the North now carry me Home Let them see my trail, like a fire in the sky