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I have been given birth under the dark sky,
Lightened by blood of the Moon.
The teacher is the black night
And I know the infernal truth...

The wolf race lasts for centuries, but mankind's not forever
Their time expires, dread is their behavior.

My skin will cover from cold
Uniform our song will be carried by
Howling of a thousand wolves
Above the world which is close to demise

The time has come for the God of a thousand wolves
Dressed in their skins, the pack will not lose

Hunting is the beginning
The feast is a game
The authority is my throne
My eternity is a flame,

Which burns in the eyes of a thousand wolves,
Sparkles on their sharp teeth, ready to cut through the night;
Which is visible on fur of the pack, movable by the Moon;
Which blackens white snow by blood of dead victims
Surrounded with our army of wolves drunk from madness

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