| Song | Masters of Wilderness |
| Artist | Mithotyn |
| Album | King of the Distant Forest |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Howling at the fullmoon in this intense midwinternight. | |
| Behold the masters of wilderness, | |
| Hearken to how they hold the woods in fright. | |
| See the silhouettes in the moon, | |
| On the mountaincrest they stand proud. | |
| Stormwinds and pouring rain | |
| Hardens the fur grey. | |
| Picking up the scent | |
| To hunt the fleeing prey. | |
| Masters of | |
| Wilderness | |
| Masters of | |
| Wilderness | |
| The mighty wolfpack hunts the land | |
| For flesh and satisfaction. | |
| Feasting on raw meat with bloody jaws, | |
| Tearing the prey open in total desperation. |