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Gathered are they, the wolves>From the north and the tribes ofThe underworld hordesHeathen them>From pagan wastelandsJoined with them have theyThe stench of blood. Holy blood!Have penetrated their woods andFields too longRavens flew as messengers>From hill to hillThey brought harshBlasphemous chantAs ancient as time itselfWhispered by the wind whichCries for the waning moonThe beholders of the cross, shallBe mesmerized by fearTheir fate denies the fact of suchCreationsMan, beast - the hordes of theUnderworldBound by chains forged byPagan bloodTonight they shall feastTonight the ravens and wolvesShall feastUpon blood, of those of theLight who behold the crossBeneath the remains of a civilization.Centuries of sorrow!!Centuries of pain!!
Gathered are they, the wolves>From the north and the tribes ofThe underworld hordesHeathen them>From pagan wastelandsJoined with them have theyThe stench of blood. Holy blood!Have penetrated their woods andFields too longRavens flew as messengers>From hill to hillThey brought harshBlasphemous chantAs ancient as time itselfWhispered by the wind whichCries for the waning moonThe beholders of the cross, shallBe mesmerized by fearTheir fate denies the fact of suchCreationsMan, beast - the hordes of theUnderworldBound by chains forged byPagan bloodTonight they shall feastTonight the ravens and wolvesShall feastUpon blood, of those of theLight who behold the crossBeneath the remains of a civilization.Centuries of sorrow!!Centuries of pain!!