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As a black dense veil

The night obstructs my sight

That, who long ago was a man

Now wanders in darkness 3x

Sinister is its presence

Remembrance and living proof

Of an old curse

Old curse

Amidst howls, screams and grunts.

Torches arise

and light the pitch-black darkness

Words of hatred are spoken

By those who have

Pitchforks and

Shackles

And in the night of the Lycanthrope

The lamb is devoured by the wolf.

Thirsty for blood

And in the night of the Lycanthrope

The lamb is devoured by the wolf.

Inquisitors and bastards

Of a dead christ herd

Once more pursuit that,

which can't be understood by them

And in the night of the Lycanthrope

The lamb is devoured by the wolf.

Inquisitors and bastards

Of a dead christ herd

Once more pursuit that,

Which can't be understood by them

And in the night of the Lycanthrope

The lamb is devoured by the wolf.

But today it's prey and hunter

(Lycanthropic Duality)

“E na noite do licantropo cordeiro de deus é comida de lobo”

(Lycanthropic Duality).

Slashing the dead god herd

And following the most primitive ancestral instinct.

And in the night of the Lycanthrope

The lamb is devoured by the wolf.

Thirsty for blood

“Renegando a humanidade

Hoje sou um lobo negro

Uivo alto para a lua

Que com sangue veste  vermelho”