He is father to the mighty wolves raising only grey sons Hidden deep in forgotten lands in caverns there he feeds revenge
An army of silent predators a hundred thousand heartbeats strong To the cry of the midnight owl he sets his children free
The coming of the wolves
The coven of the wolves
Skies once cloudy with industrial death Scarlet moon clear above the mountains black Hammer of hearts and steaming breath They thunder into nighttime fields
To conquer this world of man a ravenous sea of blood and fangs Flames rise from once-holy spires to decimate their hollow lives!
Pouring from blackend spaces between these towers of green Streaming forth in deadly silence tearing veins and ripping throats
The coming of the wolves
The coven of the wolves
Take back their hunting grounds Reclaim their fatherlands Grey storm surges cloaked in robes of Mother Night
Seething in silence Red eyes gleam burning fire Black and grey the horde comes howling with eternal glory
skies once cloudy with industrial death scarlet moon clear above the mountains black hammer of hearts and steaming breath howling with eternal night
to conquer this world of man a ravenous sea of blood and fang flames rise from once-holy spires to decimate their hollow lives!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
