Life will flash before thine eyes, the fear will start to grow It should come as no surprise, the darkness always knows Ancient shrines inscribed in stone, the powers are bestowed The dagger points to the black sun, spirits to behold
The blood of the sacred, the tears of a fool Night of the wolf, a world of skin and bones We are the mark of the hand of our maker Night of the wolf, break the spell from the left hand path The poison tongue of our lord's command
Whispers from the underworld, beneath the forest floor Protected by the talisman, legend and folklore
The blood of the sacred, the tears of a fool Night of the wolf, a world of skin and bones We are the mark of the hand of our maker Night of the wolf, break the spell from the left hand path The poison tongue of our lord's command
Sky will turn to black, rain will turn to blood Night will bury your children, plague of one and all
Beast of man transformed as one, scars carved into souls The scourge of demons has begun, under a full moon
The blood of the sacred, the tears of a fool Night of the wolf, a world of skin and bones We are the mark of the hand of our maker Night of the wolf, break the spell from the left hand path The poison tongue of our lord's commandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
