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Hear the howling...<br /><br />Narration:<br />As the light falls and darkness paints the sky in black, a cold Moon shines<br />and the red somber eyes awake, the forest whispers..Oh! Whispers my <br />unholy name,<br />from a frozen Mist I rise, I, Wolf, rise!<br />And my brothers will attack under this blood sign...<br /><br />Wolves from the fog will join in a nocturnal operetta. <br />When the wind sounds bohemia and the trumpets loud bacanal.<br />Oh! Fausts and ninfs the joy of Nahima, Mistress of the Sabbat.<br />Soon we'll be embraced by our father - the one with horns.<br />Satan is rejoicing in pleasure destroying the shapes of flesh.<br />... and once again from the fog, with horns on head came the Wolf<br />carrying in is shoulder the sacrifice, a beauty to this Walpurgis Eve.<br />As, to the somber image of our mud, the Wolf with Horns I walk!<br /><br />(Spring 1992)
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Hear the howling...<br /><br />Narration:<br />As the light falls and darkness paints the sky in black, a cold Moon shines<br />and the red somber eyes awake, the forest whispers..Oh! Whispers my <br />unholy name,<br />from a frozen Mist I rise, I, Wolf, rise!<br />And my brothers will attack under this blood sign...<br /><br />Wolves from the fog will join in a nocturnal operetta. <br />When the wind sounds bohemia and the trumpets loud bacanal.<br />Oh! Fausts and ninfs the joy of Nahima, Mistress of the Sabbat.<br />Soon we'll be embraced by our father - the one with horns.<br />Satan is rejoicing in pleasure destroying the shapes of flesh.<br />... and once again from the fog, with horns on head came the Wolf<br />carrying in is shoulder the sacrifice, a beauty to this Walpurgis Eve.<br />As, to the somber image of our mud, the Wolf with Horns I walk!<br /><br />(Spring 1992)
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