كلمات Lycanthrone

Another night reviving the pain, hatred and frenzy My skin rips open in the curse aberration for humanity And those who never will understand For me the glory of feeling real I feel the moon, calling me as a servant And in your eyes I see only terror The march of death runs in my veins I sniff the fear of all the weak The march of death runs in my veins I sniff the fear of all the weak Lycanthrone.... Fierce, blessed by the moon Man, wolf, hunter, sword Lycanthrone....throne of the strongest and courageous wolves I am the beast, half proud, half glory and pain I am the beast that I released Feel the fear No enemy rises, just true value Feel the fear To the battle We are barbarians, like in the beginning of times Dressed in wolf skins To bow to the throne The only throne to which one must bow to Lycanthrone Like wolf, like man, on hunt, on sword