in the dark woods in the dead of night the hunter s horde is stalking in the dark woods in the dead of night the hunter s horde is out for blood crawling stumbling in the shadows a fallen legion s last few men swallowed up by savage woods wading through the gates of hell dodging hails of silent arrows facing overwhelming odds chased by ruthless pictish fiends striking at them from the dark in the dark woods in the dead of night the hunter s horde is stalking in the dark woods in the dead of night the hunter s horde is out for blood preying on the wounded soldiers picking victims one by one hunting them like frightened creatures answering the hunter s call in the dark woods in the dead of night can you hear the hunter s calling in the dark woods in the dead of night the hunter s calling out for blood  escape towards the coming dawn to the great darcanian wall at the edge of the dark hell where redemption awaits us all awaits us all in the dark woods in the dead of night can you hear the hunter s calling in the dark woods in the dead of night the hunter s calling out for blood crawling stumbling from the shadows a fallen legion s last few men emerging from the wildwood returning from the gates of hell prey turns into predator only instinct drives them forth reborn more beast than man they survived the hunter s call in the dark woods in the dead of night in the dark woods in the dead of night in the dark woods in the dead of night in the dark woods in the dead of night