The Burden of the White Wolf
Slavic Dark Folk, midtempo rhythm, deep and suffering female vocals, melancholic atmosphere, traditional Slavic instruments (gusli, sopilka), ambient textures, cold and earthy mood
The Burden of the White Wolf
Slavic Dark Folk, midtempo rhythm, deep and suffering female vocals, melancholic atmosphere, traditional Slavic instruments (gusli, sopilka), ambient textures, cold and earthy mood
Lyrics
Intro, Distant Winds, Soft Gusli Strumming
(Ooohh... a lone wolf roams...)
Verse 1, Slow and Heavy
On a path of broken stone,
Where no sun and no hope have shone,
Rides the White Wolf, scarred and worn,
Through storm and sorrow, through blood and thorn.
Verse 2, Murmuring Shadows
Cursed by fate, marked by fear,
Monster, man, both far and near.
Silver blade, and amber eyes,
Seeks the truth beneath the lies.
Pre-Chorus, Low Throat Chant
Bound to none, yet tied to all,
Answers lost in each bitter call.
Chorus, Lamenting Harmony
Ohh, Geralt of Rivia, wanderer of the lost,
Pay the iron price, no matter the cost.
Through fields of fire and seas of ash,
The hunter bleeds for every clash.
Instrumental Break, Gusli and Sopilka Melody, Slow Drum
Verse 3, Sombre Reflection
In the dark, a maiden weeps,
In the mist, a promise sleeps.
Tossed between the curse and crown,
The witcher rides with head bowed down.
Verse 4, Bitter Wind Rises
Steel for men, silver for beasts,
Both demand their endless feasts.
Yet no song for him is sung,
Save the howl of the wolf, alone and young.
Pre-Chorus, Ghostly Echo
Tied by blood, by debt, by chain,
Through endless dusk, through endless pain.
Chorus, Suffering Resounds
Ohh, Geralt of Rivia, wanderer of the lost,
Pay the iron price, no matter the cost.
Through fields of fire and seas of ash,
The hunter bleeds for every clash.
Interlude, Haunting Sopilka Solo, Cracking Fire Sounds
Bridge, Spoken Word Whisper
Steel in hand... snow on breath...
A vow to none... a dance with death...
Final Chorus, Distant Choir Layers
Ohh, Geralt of Rivia, burdened by the frost,
Walk the world unseen, a soul tempest-tossed.
Through fields of fire and seas of ash,
The hunter bleeds for every clash.
Outro, Fading Gusli and Winter Wind
(Ahh ahhh...)
The lone wolf roams... and roams...