The Wolves of the Barren Lands

Staring down the wolves With a shotgun in each hand My back against a wall Of some barren land. Though tides of Evil course Through my blood filled veins 'S no hiding or remorse Until those beasts are slain. The winds of hatred blow With one hell of a sound They should really know I couldn't get pushed around. Now I'm hunted with a thirst And a view to make a killing But I'll jump in there first Whose blood will be spilling? I'm stranded cannot run They sense me anywhere I stand and load my guns And shoot them here and there. They've chased me far and wide While biting at my heels Now they try to hide Not liking how pain feels. I'm not afraid of you Though your bloods not red You still turn a shade of blue With my bullet in your head!! Hunting down these wolves With my shotguns in my hands Til the last of them does fall And rot amongst the sands. The cries of evil roared Across the blood soaked plains I thought i'd won this war When none of them remained. But the Lords of Darkness show And try to take me down I thought that they would know I'm turning this around. See they've come in unprepared Like they didn't have a clue They didn't think I'd dare To cleave their heads in two. I'm feeling nearly done Still there every-bloody-where I shoot the with my guns Hear a scream as their flesh tears. Everything they've tried Magic and ancient seals I know that they have lied And the Devil doesn't do deals. I'm not afraid of you Were the last rights I read As my bullet tore through Made a hole inside their head.