The Wild Hunt

Deafening howl is shaking the firmament. Hellhounds and werewolfs are rushing ahead Army of spirits, leading by Phantom Lord, Who rule hunt by mystical ghostly horde. Harbingers of disasters! Wings of death. Sacrifice for master! Phantoms receive harvest. Wild Hunt takes souls into the depth of gloom, Making salvage these from more frightful doom. Dead horses of this horde are black as coal. Their eyes in the dark like fire glow. Hot rods and iron reins are controlled their run, That on the water as fast as on the ground. Demonic rampage... Army of the dead! Soul catchers - Ghost forces rush ahead! Harbingers of disasters! Wings of death. Sacrifice for master! Phantoms receive harvest. Wild Hunt takes souls into the depth of gloom, Making salvage these from more frightful doom.