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[Verse 1]

Wailing shouts

Riding swiftly on the wind

Oden’s Hunt runs wild

On through woven trees.

Their deathly howls

A chorus, a portent of doom,

A phantom horde, shakes branches,

Sends shivers down my spine.

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Vicious Wanderer

Leading his hunt for the souls of men

Never again

Shall your damned bereave my soul

Allfather

Ride swift Sleipnir

You can only fear

The feral wrath of the Wild Hunt.

[Verse 2]

With swords of frost

And spears of ice, on wind they ride

Their wake is winter

The dead leaves scatter before their feet

Swift as a storm,

Harbingers of winter nights

As autumn returns

Bringing with it death into the world

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

*Solo-Ethan*

[Chorus]