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Blessed are the mouths of spite

All your maws shall be filled

With vengeance and vileness

Liberate you from the human shell

Neither a cross, nor holy prayers

Avoid your transformation

Feel the longing growing in your chest

And witness the ....

Dawn of the wolves

Paint the streets in morning red

Dawn of the wolves

Let no mortal be unharmed

Follow the scent to young virgin flesh

The full moon lights up your path

Chasing the innocent blood

And tear the loved ones from life

Neither a cross, nor holy prayers

Avoid your transformation

Feel the longing growing in your chest

And witness the ....

Dawn of the wolves

Paint the streets in morning red

Dawn of the wolves

Let no mortal be unharmed

Another funeral with an empty hole

Without a casket, without remains

Another night in trepidation

With murderous shadows on the wall

Another funeral with an empty hole

Without a casket, without remains

Another night in trepidation

With murderous shadows on the wall

Feel the bite

Feel the life fading out

While the wolves sing their song