[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