A candlelight in the middle of a frozen night
The wolfen
[Part I]
Blackened clouds across a hazen sky
Sacred key to the
Across the mist and through the fog
A shadowy figure in
I have no eyes to see, hands to killI am
Solo - ShredRacing down the motorway,I am a mean machineSpeeding
The wolves will howltonightStormy clouds willhide the lightA figure in
Bloodwar...Infernal masterPossessed...The weak ones will feelThy masters mercile
Black fogSurrounding a forgotten tombI summon you, commander of chaosDemon
Blood proud, blood pure, their bloodSpilled once more, sacred ground,
Upon the mighty throneThe one with the hornsHis eyes crush
Upon the mighty throneThe one with the HornsHis eyes crush
Dark secretsOur inner demon calls usFalling downInto Satan’s regionLord of
Solo - ShredIn the dark of the night when the
Dragons cursing, the funeral fireThe screaming cries heard throughout the
Solo - HeimdallYou shall be fuelled by the flames of
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