I travelled under the bleakness of the moon
And battled in the darkness of nights
A wolf pack has followed my bloodied trail
After a victory over the mountainside

Bloodied and battered I drift away
The river, it takes me to my grave
I accept I'm going to die
I lay here and hear the call of the mountains

Call of the mountains
I hear the wolves, they howl for my flesh
The scent of blood draws them near
In the darkness I envision my death
My eyes fixate in the cold dead of the night

My death is your power
Drink my blood and release the demons
Be one with the universe
My mountain

Bloodied and battered I drift away
The river, it takes me to my grave
I accept I'm going to die
I lay here and hear the call of the mountains