School of the Wolf Lyrics

Sorcery, Alchemy

Bred to kill - Iron will

Experiment come to life

You're lucky if you survive

Lifetime killing for coin

White Wolf Hunts Tonight

In the laboratory, shackled and bound

Mother's tears and wildrye juice

Mixed with the sap of the speargrass,

My body burns with dragon fire

My veins sting like acid,

Turned my weak mortal body

Into this mutated form,

A sick and demented ritual

To ensure the survival of our kind,

Children taken from normal lives,

Witchers, Mutants, Witchers, Mutants,

Dying to keep people alive

Old faces are fading, Our numbers are thin

And growing smaller by the year,

Rewarded in coin, Spat on and tossed aside,

Onward, to the next village

For the beasts I must find,

Reflex, trained and practiced

Igni, Axii, Yrden, Aard, Quen,