Chains and Pounding Hooves - Tephra

They ride through the night

With greedy hands out of the badlands

Hungry souls and screaming bones, riding the endless way into darkness

Hear the chains and pounding hooves, this is the night with his frightening

blues

Cannot escape from night 'til morn, their eyes upon 'til dead blows his horn

They ride through the night

Follow your scent 'til the end of light

Before you, behind you, they’re everywhere and surround you

They ride through the night

Appear as darkness within darkness

Hunt you, caught you, now you’re dead and ride to the hounds