Wolves That Never Feed
v4
@Anita
Wolves That Never Feed
v4
@Anita
Dalszöveg
[Verse 1]
Stone on my shoulders
Ash in my beard
Counting the cracks
In a kingdom of fear
Empty halls echo
Names I can't say
Iron grows rusty
Where we drank all day
[Chorus]
The wolves run and run
But they never feed
Chasing ghosts in the frost and the fallen leaves
Like my tired heart on this cold black peak
The wolves run and run
But they never eat
[Verse 2]
Gold in the caverns
Rotting in racks
No fire to bless it
No hands at the axe
I watch the gray hills
Bleed into night
Hungry for battle
Too broken to rise
[Chorus]
The wolves run and run
But they never feed
Chasing ghosts in the frost and the fallen leaves
Like my tired heart on this cold black peak
The wolves run and run
But they never eat
[Bridge]
[Guitars drop to a low
Droning chord]
Old oaths crumble
Like dust in my teeth
No song for the fallen
No rest
No release (oh)
If hunger is mercy
Then let it take me
But out in the valley
They still run free
[Chorus]
The wolves run and run
But they never feed
Chasing ghosts in the frost and the fallen leaves
I am last in the line
And it’s killing me
The wolves run and run
But they never eat
Stone on my shoulders
Ash in my beard
Counting the cracks
In a kingdom of fear
Empty halls echo
Names I can't say
Iron grows rusty
Where we drank all day
[Chorus]
The wolves run and run
But they never feed
Chasing ghosts in the frost and the fallen leaves
Like my tired heart on this cold black peak
The wolves run and run
But they never eat
[Verse 2]
Gold in the caverns
Rotting in racks
No fire to bless it
No hands at the axe
I watch the gray hills
Bleed into night
Hungry for battle
Too broken to rise
[Chorus]
The wolves run and run
But they never feed
Chasing ghosts in the frost and the fallen leaves
Like my tired heart on this cold black peak
The wolves run and run
But they never eat
[Bridge]
[Guitars drop to a low
Droning chord]
Old oaths crumble
Like dust in my teeth
No song for the fallen
No rest
No release (oh)
If hunger is mercy
Then let it take me
But out in the valley
They still run free
[Chorus]
The wolves run and run
But they never feed
Chasing ghosts in the frost and the fallen leaves
I am last in the line
And it’s killing me
The wolves run and run
But they never eat
A zene stílusa
metal, Slow, crushing epic dwarf metal with baritone male vocals; downtuned guitars in half-time stomp, distant choir pads, and tom-heavy drums. Verses sit on sparse, palm-muted riffs and droning bass; chorus swells with layered gang vocals and tremolo-picked guitars. Subtle folk-flute and hammered dulcimer textures in the bridge for dwarven flavor, then a final, cavernous breakdown that lets the vocal brood on top of ringing chords., vocal, slow
