SaintMark
Bill Noble
събота, 20/10/2018 - 22:03
I've tried to correct the lyrics. I am really unsure if that one word is actually "judgement".
Songs of Wolves
Yonder day is breaking,
But still our time is grey.
Our tribe await in hunger;
What prey for us today?
Fulfill the given promise,
Great legacy to come;
We slave beneath the Sun
And eye the Leader one.
Arising is our wailing,
Our wolf-cry for the moon;
Haunted are the hunters,
your [judgement?] is our doom.
Storm, cold, wet and windy
Hard and fur and grey
Sensation bringing breeze
Seeking scent of prey
Overcast in silence
The wolves all patter on
Yonder in the moonlight
The he-wolf stands alone
Arising is our wailing,
Our wolf-cry for the moon;
Haunted are the hunters,
your [judgement?] is our doom.
transcript mine. other websites alll had crap lyrics.
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(1) Janne Thornblöm the Swede pronouncing the word "Judgement" with a funny swedish accent, since they can't pronounce the "J" like an englishman.
(2) i had to look this line up: furving from latin: furvus, meaning "dark brown".
I think that's what he's singing here.
https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/furve