An infinite veil of darkness covers the skies Stars are telling my story Lighting the path to follow As if I couldn’t smell my blood on them
Even the stars that succumb to my wrath may weep for your miserable existence immortals as you believe they know evil And the mourns distract me, for I hear the growls and cries of my horde They also rise, they rise with the scars of battle, for they are dead Only the now black vacant eyes give a sign of life But when we dance again, that time it will be by the fire of the burning church
We arrive at the mass, announced by only the smell of dead and bloody swords They try to run They pray to god We kill them all We kill their god
Curse the cross, burn temple of damnation Hang and leash priests for every soul they ruined with lies Sodomize nuns with swords and crosses Spit at the holy name of god and drown the sheep with the blood of their pastor! All in the name of the moon, lady death and the horde of undead wolfs
All eternity I’ll seat on the carcass of Christian souls Stars will gaze at me and I shall stargaze mankind will now know that lycans rule by the moonlight
And run across the green pastures Run towards the forest sanctuary Howl at the rising, pale and beautiful moon, worship her uncanny glow Receive the embrace of the night, receive the embrace of death And hunt down the new sons of darkness The ones who will receive the bite, and revive the black hordesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
