WITCHER HUNT | PME

Through frost-black pines and iron wind, a lone hunter follows amber eyes into the cold where old shadows meet. “Witcher Hunt” is a cinematic heavy-rock descent into monster-haunted wilderness, driven by Birmingham proto-metal grit, hard-rock weight, and the silence of fallen snow. Subscribe to Pat Mind Eye for more original AI music, dark roads, and stories from the mind eye 👁️✨ 🎵 Lyrics: [Intro] [Guitar Riff - Downtuned, Galloping] [Verse 1] Silver blade across the frozen peat Through the fog where old and shadows meet In the hollow where the branches bleed Follow the trail of the ancient breed Eyes of amber shining in the cold The oldest story that was ever told We walk the line where the forest dies Beneath the weight of the heavy skies [Chorus] Witcher, Witcher, hunt the beast tonight Underneath the cold and pale moonlight No glory waiting in the muddy clay Only the shadows that we drive away [Verse 2] The scent of sulphur on the winter gale A broken shield upon a broken trail I hear the wailing of a dying hound And iron footsteps on the stony ground It has no name but it knows my steel The only mercy that the heart can feel We circle slow in the silent trees Down on our scarred and muddy knees [Chorus] Witcher, Witcher, hunt the beast tonight Underneath the cold and pale moonlight No glory waiting in the muddy clay Only the shadows that we drive away [Guitar Solo - Treble-Boosted, Woody Tone] [Outro] The iron bites, the amber fades to black No path is left to lead us safely back Only the quiet of the fallen snow And one more shadow where the monsters go [Fade Out]