Текст песни Summoned Howling

Blow thorns demons of night Howl witches, dearing a burden of unholiness And let summoned howling drown worthless Bells full of mercy I fill up of burning thunder which will strike my enemy attain Summoned howling in the rain of burning blood Wake up dreams of blackest graves We throw on requiem cloak We’ll bear a buraen of slaughter On our hands will dry a blood of victims I worship wings of fogs Which rise me to my brothers wolfs