Find the path of immortal sun Hear the call of the morrigans Walk among the ancient trees Feel the power from within Way of the warrior Death is singing on the hills Braves don't fall Head hunters Skulls on their belts Head hunters Looking for prey Head hunters Lost in the dark Crimson stars burn on a deadly sky Torches lighten mighty stones Sacred rites cobald blades Iron, velvet taste of blood Dreadful masks beneath the hood Frozen tears Crumbling on the ring of steel Echoes of drums Flowing fear inside your veins End is coming end is near Heavy steps surrounding you They look for prey, the prey is you Lost in the forest Death is calling, death is real Falling down