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We are the Wolves of Avalon

Lost spirits of Albion,

kings of slaughter

lords of death

for blood and pride

we are all that's left.

We are Wolves of Avalon

our Germanic nightmare

has just begun

Our mighty race

of ancient tribes,

we fight to live

we fight to survive.

We are wolves of Avalon

pagan knights of enchanted dreams

we boil the cauldron of battle blood

to stir a horror yet unseen.

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From the the womb of Ceridwen

and blessings of Gwyn ab Nudd,

our time has come

to stand or die.

Upon our sacred soil

We are the Wolves of Avalon

Lost spirits of Albion,

kings of slaughter

lords of death

for blood and pride

we are all that's left.

We are Wolves of Avalon

this is our last farewell

like hungry dogs

our rabid jaws

and send your guts to hell

We are Wolves of Avalon

clad in iron and steel

besmeared with woe

from heaps of slain

we bring your dying throes