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On a lonely walk through endless landscapes

The cold wind blows, whirling across wide-open spaces as twilight is falling...

Through dark woods and plains, mountains and valleys

She treads on endlessly as the night falls down

Drifted astray in the shadows winter realm,

Roaming through the snow-covered hills

In the dusk, mountains reunite with the sky

Her wild, restless spirit, free as the wind itself

A savage creature, Mother Nature's own creation

Earth's own child, progeny of the night, the pure breed

She is howling at the moon...

She speaks in a primal tongue unknown to man

The spirits of her ancestors carried inside

Talking with the winds, awaiting the answers unknown...

Through the frost mist she crosses the icy lake

Along the mountainside and across the frozen tundra

In the forest, the wintery wilderness - her home, her lair

One with the winter, one with the shadows, one with the night

The moon comes forth, casting its unseen shadow upon her

The pale blue moonlight bids her welcome...

As she cries out her reply, the howling can be heard from afar...

The rapacious beast, a merciless predator

Through the night she hunts, a fierce lustful hunt, with no fear

Without warning she swiftly attackers her prey ferociously

...streams of crimson in the snow...

Daughter of Hel, harvesting fear from the hearts of Man

Like the breath of the night itself the wind carries her name

On this starlit winter night the Northstar shines bright

In our mournful hearts our lupine spirits unite

Flowing through the howling wind, wandering through the darkness

Through blood spiritually bound forever