With our fists raised to the sky, the blood soaked rain has covered our eyes
Nothing remains, nothing left alive On this path of pain only few survive
Our enemies run as we blacken the sun, like savage beasts we follow their tracks
Howling at the wind baring razor sharp teeth, devour them all never look back!
The weight, of the world, is crushed beneath our feet
We run, with the wind, our claws digging deep
Enemies surrounded now crumbling to their knees
Blood thirsty cries howling, revenge to be unleashed
Under the skin, beneath the dark mask, our hearts beat with thunder,
Filled with venomous wrath
All that remains and all that you see is the visions of the lost upon which we feed
Chorus
May all with vision hear, in the night crystal clear
Gather The Wolves!
In the darkened sky, where the shadows rise
Gather The Wolves
No man will bring us down, within this pack elite
Beg us for your lives, we’ll ignore your pleas
Gather…..the….Wolves
Wolf jaws and teeth clenched tight, ripping at their wounds, what a gruesome sight
Feeling the wrath of our fury unleashed
The more that come the more that we increase
The Los Angeles outfit, led by Keir Gilchrist of "Atypical" fame, barrel through six molten-hot death-metal tracks with reckless abandon. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2020