Grey Wolf
Orkestral Studio
3:22The earth hums low beneath my feet A shadow whispers where dreams meet Through tangled woods the echoes call A voice that breaks A voice that falls The moon is rising It burns my eyes A flame untamed A wild disguise Rise Rise Oh fire and stone We are the pulse The marrow The bone Rise Rise The drumbeats roll This is the eclipse of the soul Through smoke and stars I trace the line Of ancient whispers The threads divine A tide of power It swells It bends A circle turning It never ends The air ignites The sparks collide A storm inside I cannot hide Rise Rise Oh fire and stone We are the pulse The marrow The bone Rise Rise The drumbeats roll This is the eclipse of the soul