Wolves Are a Feasting

The blood moon rises
The canine ancestors
Are feeding on its power
Their hunger insatiable

They can smell their prey
They're not far away
They can't disobey
The satanic, lunar, Call

Out from the woods
The wolves will charge
With The scent of blood
From your scars
Don't try to run, for you won't get far
You'll be disemboweled beneath the stars

Flesh rotting
Wolves feeding
On the blood of your brethren
Satanic!
Feast of flesh
Wolves are a feasting!!
(Wolves, Wolves, Wolves are a feasting)

In the guise of the night
They go on the hunt
In the name of the master
Who rules down below

His sign shines bright
In the midnight sky
A moon of blood
In which the pentagram burns

His Lycanthropic slaves
Move into the night
To finish off what he has begun

Don't try to run, for you won't get far
You'll be disemboweled beneath the stars

Flesh rotting
Wolves feeding
On the blood of your brethren
Satanic!
Feast of flesh
Wolves are a feasting!!
(Wolves, Wolves, Wolves are a feasting)

Beware The Howl!
The gifts of god shall be no more
And his false claims shall be remorse

Flesh rotting
Wolves feeding
On the blood of your brethren
Satanic!
Feast of flesh
Wolves are a feasting!!
(Wolves, Wolves, Wolves are a feasting)

You see the satanic moon
Hear its call
The Lycanthropy will take all!



Credits
Writer(s): Karlis Grendze
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