| Smell of blood awakens sleeping instinct
|
| Like hand of fate leads to the haggard victim
|
| Full moon beclouds mind and gives rise
|
| To the dreadful hunger, that burns inside
|
| Invaded by curse, meaning of the life
|
| Is reduced to one thing, kill to survive
|
| Forest thicket will hide the next violence
|
| Of the werewolf from unnecessary eyes
|
| Fangs in the flesh
|
| Crunch of breaking bones
|
| Primal rage
|
| Pleasure in blood flows!
|
| Demonic spirit breaks out to the freedom
|
| Gives supremacy and impunity feeling
|
| Path on fresh snow is leading through night
|
| To massacre and triumph of savage might
|
| Fangs in the flesh
|
| Crunch of breaking bones
|
| Primal rage
|
| Pleasure in blood flows!
|
| Kill to survive
|
| Violence at night
|
| Meaning of life
|
| Triumph of savage might |