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Screams of war, this could be the last howl

Nocturnal Call, to the Christian fall

Horrid creatures rising above, spreading holy blood

In the ecstasy of the darkest hour

Call of the Werewolves!

Sacred blood has been spilled

Covering the land with angels' tears

Time for them to taste the fear

The eternal night of glory is here

Hellfire over the sky, Impious hunger

Chaos harbinger, The traces of your God

Are about to die, Death is the only deliverer

Call of the Werewolves!

I hate everything in this world of lies

The creation of foolish Demiurge, the urge to survive

And the neverending drive to fight

This is my last howl, my last war!