[Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill]
[Recorded live at Brooklyn-Lamour-1990]
Sun sets on the
moor
The cries of the hounds live forevermore
Stalking the night
They roam the countryside till morning's light
Do you
hear the hounds they call
Scan the dark eyes aglow
Through the bitter rain and cold
They hunt you down
Hunt you
down
They run wild and free
Across the fields and valleys of their native land
Nature's beasts deranged
Beyond belief no
one understands
Do you hear the hounds they call
Scan the dark eyes aglow
Through the bitter rain and cold
They hunt you
down
Hunt you down
Can you see them in the night
They've got you in their sight
Can you hear the hounds they
call
Scan the dark eyes aglow
Through the bitter rain and cold
They hunt you down
Hunt you down