Lyrics Der Werewolf - Black Funeral

Der Werewolf

Before the Samhain full moon I position myself
Facing the soil carved pentagram
Candles incinerate black, smoldering the scent of Mars bellows in the wind…
I cloak my skin in the flesh of the wolf and a mask of demonic symbolism
The lycanthropic strain engulfs my psyche and I feel electric alive…
Holding the tetrahedron, the chant is called
Fenris is awakened… my eyes reflect red
Hungering, I walk the dense forests the light of the fullmoon darkens the earth.
And as I watch and feel the ghost rise… the energy builds
The casual life envelops my being, to go into he world
To claw and devour the weak and fearful, beholden, upon a mountain…
The purple lightning forms a sigil…
Luna descends, the pleasures of flesh are mine!