The wolves carries my name    In their midnight speeches   And that quiet subtle voice   Is summoning me from afar   And a voice much closer   Screams to me with unholy impatience      And the weight of your soul   Will decide it's final resting place      As light is our darkness    we seek the day   But when the shade of the night comes   It chases my strength away      I've seen unknown lands    No map has ever charted   And I lived in the deserts   And the wastelands   And I have spoken with the demons   And the souls of the slaughtered      And the weight of your soul   Will decide it's final resting place      As the light is our darkness...