Symphony of Wolves
Music & Lyric: Alex Jorge
Sons of the night claim to their nocturnal queen
Majesty, mother of all horrors of the Earth.
Lightspell, Impious mantle, bath of magic, evil willing
Twisted trees in the forest. Symphony of desolation
Listen to them, they´re the children of the night
They sing their music pleasant and sad
The ritualistic haunt, the ride through the snow
The forest as a stage of tragedy and death
Listen to them, poor mortals sentenced to die
They ride to a battle of killing
Hear the calling from the master of endless nights
To sing the song of desolation when the night is cold
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Darkness coming, tonight is your end
Shadows spread a cruel and scary scenario
Howling rises, a symphony of death
God´s graceless lands, a dangerous way
Listen to them, they´re the children of the night
They will be the last memory before you die
Now you´re alone in the forest, in the snow,
When the moon is on the top and her sick lights bathe your face
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I hear the music of them they take my heart and veins,
In the dark of the night I´ll be waiting again and they´ll take my soul and all my
flesh
I can´t resist what they make in the symphony of moonlight and wolves I do
drink
When the forest is dark I will fly to his eyes and he brings me eternal thirst of
red!
Ah, the blood! The wine of the dark lords
Oh, I will die to betray the laws of God
Jaws to bite, claws to rip, no remorse, desire to kill
Wild life, howls to the moon, eternal hunger, blood to spill
Ah, the blood. The water of life, the need of mine
Oh! I will hunt! The pleasure to kill and destroy
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