[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