Werewolves of the West – The Haunted Hollow Orchestra

🐺 Out beyond the wheat fields and bone-dry wells, something is riding beneath the western moon. “Werewolves of the West” is a supernatural horror song from The Haunted Hollow Orchestra and inspired by the sound and atmosphere of classic Italian westerns, dusty frontier towns, ominous whistles, cinematic tension, and something monstrous riding beneath the moon. This is the first official music video released through the new home of The Haunted Hollow Orchestra. Subscribe for dark orchestral rock, gothic horror, cinematic monster music, sinister carnival songs, and future official releases. ▶️ Explore the complete official video collection:    • The Haunted Hollow Orchestra 🩸 Gothic Horr...   🎧 Stream The Haunted Hollow Orchestra on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3LzSV... Also available on Apple Music, Amazon Music, YouTube Music, and most major streaming platforms. 💀 Discover more music from Haunted Hollow Records™: @HauntedHollowRecords 🛍️ Visit the official Haunted Hollow shop: https://thehauntedhollowco.etsy.com The Haunted Hollow Orchestra An artist of Haunted Hollow Records™ Concept, story, and visual presentation by Haunted Hollow Records™ © 2026 Haunted Hollow Records™ / The Haunted Hollow Co.™. All rights reserved #WerewolvesOfTheWest #TheHauntedHollowOrchestra #WesternHorrorMusic Lyrics: Out past the wheat and bone-dry wells Where the coyotes learn to run There's a fence line lit by the moon And a pack that bites the sun They wear old hats and silver scars Ride with dirt on every sleeve When the night gets thick and hungry That's when they start to breathe Hear the howl roll low Across the cedar bend Best keep your door barred shut When the west turns wild again Werewolves of the west Werewolves of the west Come on, say their name If you want that test Werewolves of the west Werewolves of the west They got blood in the dust And rage in the chest Marshal Tom from Mesa Draw Found claw marks in the grain Three white horses in the corral And a boot heel full of shame Milly kept a silver comb By the lamp beside her bed She said, "If he comes back here tonight, I'll run that silver through instead" Hear that howl roll low Through the cattle shed Best keep your lantern dim When the west goes red Werewolves of the west Werewolves of the west Come on, say their name If you want that test Werewolves of the west Werewolves of the west They got blood in the dust And rage in the chest At the edge of town We saw the shift begin A man with a western grin Split his bones and skin Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Moon on the ranch gate Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Run before it's too late Werewolves of the west Werewolves of the west Come on, say their name If you want that test Werewolves of the west Werewolves of the west They got blood in the dust And rage in the chest Werewolves of the west Werewolves of the west Better lock your doors And hold your breath