The Formal Nightmare - Beasts of the Night Lyrics


The horn of the hunt sounds off

The hounds are released

By their master

Men who turn to beasts

Will descend upon

The sleeping village

Blood turns the snow red

Screams fill the night

One thousand corpses

Wash Ashore

A contest to find a champion

Beasts of the night

Kill for the sport

Beast of the night

Kill to feed

Beast of the night

Lust for blood

Beast of the night

Mangle all souls

Fire rises from the water

Lighting the carnage

Weeps for mercy

Are Ignored

Eternal hunt

Awaits the hounds

Their master pleased

Awaits his turn

Beasts of the night

Kill for the sport

Beast of the night

Kill to feed

Beast of the night

Lust for blood

Beast of the night

Mangle all souls

The moon bleeds

Village almost empty

White bear

Trophy of hunt

Within grasp

A champion rises

Fight to death

With the prince of hunt

Beasts of the night

Kill for the sport

Beast of the night

Kill to feed

Beast of the night

Lust for blood

Beast of the night

Mangle all souls

There is no escape from the prince of the hunt

Run in the forest

Run in the snow

Run to live

The prince lost

To his hound

Princess hide

Spoil of battle

Beasts of the night

Kill for the sport

Beast of the night

Kill to feed

Beast of the night

Lust for blood