Beast Of Grand Torments lyrics

The forest sings it's morbid lamentations Accompanied with all the depraved souls who wander eternally in these cold woods Frightened shrieks and sounds of the beast's hunt silently echo A wolf, the king of dark wilderness With painful hunger in search for blood and orgasm of death... The beast of grand torments... In the nocturnal landscape the fear walks before the hunter A cold breath in the frosty bushes creates ice crystals so morbidly beautiful The sign of the beast of grand torments...