A Dream Of Wolves In The Snow lyrics

`oh, listen to the....
the children of the night
what`s weird music they make`

may dreams be brought
that i might reach
the gentle strains
of midnight speech
and frozen stars
that gild the forest floor

through the swirling snow
Volkh`s children come
to run with me
to hunt as one
to snatch the lambs of Christ
from where they fall

from where they fall