Lyrics

(Verse 1 – Whispered)
Hush, now hush, the wind is speaking,
Through the trees, its voice is creeping.
A shadow moves, it does not fall,
No prints remain, no sound at all.

(Chorus – Sung in low, eerie harmony)
The night calls his name, the wild sings his tune,
Moonlight bends where the black thorns bloom.
Run, traveler, run, when the wind shifts its cry,
For the hunter walks when the stars fill the sky.

(Verse 2 – Building intensity)
Bones in the earth, roots in his veins,
Breath of the storm, and the whisper of rains.
Silent he waits, in the hollow so deep,
Where the wolves will not tread, and the lost never sleep.

(Chorus – Louder, voices overlapping)
The night calls his name, the wild sings his tune,
Moonlight bends where the black thorns bloom.
Run, traveler, run, when the wind shifts its cry,
For the hunter walks when the stars fill the sky.

(Bridge – Chanting in a deep, rhythmic cadence)
One with the branch, one with the stone,
One with the blood that the lost have known.
One with the wind, one with the rain,
One with the silence that speaks not a name.

(Verse 3 – Softer, as if spoken by the wind)
A beast? A man? No tale is true,
Only echoes of steps where the nightshade grew.
He does not call, he does not weep,
Yet all who see him walk into sleep.

(Final Chorus – Slow, drawn-out notes)
The night calls his name, the wild sings his tune,
Moonlight bends where the black thorns bloom.
Run, traveler, run, when the wind shifts its cry,
For the hunter walks when the stars fill the sky…