The wolves bark with wind in summertime.
As the moon passes the shadows. It was a grim tale.
The wolves pry
the limbs from the conquered ones.
Carnage consumes the emptiness.
Wait till my spirits come forth.
Violate all his chosen
Drink the fires of death.
Carrying the deaths of his fallen warriors
deep inside of him, in his eyes.
this Earth tonight,
carrying the staff of cold souls.
Appear the sign of evil will.
They appear, Death and
to a time (when) the angel cries.
Open your eyes again now, he is here.
He is the master of fear.
the wind, He is the storm.
He is the woods, He is the roots.
Nobody will escape the wrath of the Tyrant.
Forever the Beast
shall wander the Earth.