Molested - Wolves of Graven Hate lyrics

In the forest of stormstolen branches Breeds the hate of lonely wolves For years they have eaten tender hearts But not from those with a thornful skin Burnt souls fall dead from the mist I wander Beware what's act behind each stone And every eye counting my steps A marching thunder crushes through the clouds Stones roll down from the mountain sides Spirits crawl back to their ravens nests Wolves of Graven Hate Again freeze along with their hearts The path turn bloodred like the skies And the wood in the front drown in darkness Over the stoneless field I walk Still on the path where blood stream And where eyes of wolves always gleam Onward I go, and my shadow creeps Wolves are storming through the forest Beyond branches where owls violently stare