Overpowered by his tendency for evil A man drew out an ancient magic formula Painted two circles on the ground And burned pine and poplar Other ingredients followed into the cauldron Opium, poppy, aloe, hemlock As the flames blazed He began to mutter his conjuration
Chosen from the devilish group Send the big grey ghost Who makes humanity tremble Come, come, come Steam and cintment begin to work The man sinks to his knees He implores to the ghost of the unknown To give him the power of metamorphosis
I ask. I call. I implore you You phantom of the darkness Nobody's like you Transform me into a werewolf
At last perfectly transformed in his fantasy The werewolf hunts in the darkness He serves the evil one With heart, body and soul He's damned night after night Scouring dales in search of human victims He knows that he's vulnerable For defense he mutters the last words of the ritual
Smelt the ball, blunt the knife Let the cudgel wear away Terrorize man, wild animals And reptiles shake in terror Why they don't seize the grey wolf And skin his warm coat My word is strong, stronger than the sleep Stronger than the strength of heroesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
