歌词
Born from the blood that was carried through time
Encircling the true essence of the wolf
To reap the weak as a cursed shadow in the night
And let their death ornament the snow
When the fullmoon shines, the werewolf strikes
The human fear sings my song
When carelian forests echoe with your death
The power is regained by the strong
Singing ---- ---- - psalms to scourge ------ god
To make his children rot and hurt
Burning the chapels so their prayers cannot be heard
To leave them as kill for our knives
When the fullmoon shines, the werewolf strikes
The human fear sings my song
When carelian forests echoe with your death
The spirit is regained by the aware
To see their altars turned to dust - Is a dream becoming reality
To see their cross crumbling to rust - Forgotten to void for eternity
The rite of white man reborn - From false light into darkness
That holds the true light in scorn - The