Watain - Wolves Curse lyrics
[Watain - Wolves Curse lyrics]
How the moon leers at thy ignorance
Ye who laughest in the face of Death
Know ye not it's ever-gaping jaws?
They always hunger
Oh they wake up from their slumber now
Heeding the call of the wild
From the shadows they come forth
Abominations of the north!
Murderers, spawn of night impregnated by
Many a blackened will the stalking horror
For long time gone hungry now for the kill
Holy guardians of the secrets nocturne
For which many a man have burned
And so the nightwinds cry out
Their dreaded warning wail
The wolves have returned beware!
The wolves curse beware! The dark fear!
The lupus lunae at night, beware!
Dwellers of the threshold
Children of the night
Predators and punishers, fearless yet feared
The stench of putrefaction and of long
Dead blood follow their steps ever so near
Beware! The wolves curse beware! The dark
Fear! The lupus lunae fear! The return
Approach them not with doubt in heart
Disturb them not in vain
Only the cursed ones
The wild at heart may enter their domain
A lawless realm where chaos breeds
And howls most foul asound
So stay away, ye whores of god
This is enemy ground beware!
The wolves curse beware! The dark fear!
The lupus luna beware! Watain
Kerberos are We the three-pronged spear
Shape-shifters, always hungry
Far beyond the grace of God lies the lair
Where shadows fall beware!
Ye who laughest in the face of Death
Know ye not it's ever-gaping jaws?
They always hunger
Oh they wake up from their slumber now
Heeding the call of the wild
From the shadows they come forth
Abominations of the north!
Murderers, spawn of night impregnated by
Many a blackened will the stalking horror
For long time gone hungry now for the kill
Holy guardians of the secrets nocturne
For which many a man have burned
And so the nightwinds cry out
Their dreaded warning wail
The wolves have returned beware!
The wolves curse beware! The dark fear!
The lupus lunae at night, beware!
Dwellers of the threshold
Children of the night
Predators and punishers, fearless yet feared
The stench of putrefaction and of long
Dead blood follow their steps ever so near
Beware! The wolves curse beware! The dark
Fear! The lupus lunae fear! The return
Approach them not with doubt in heart
Disturb them not in vain
Only the cursed ones
The wild at heart may enter their domain
A lawless realm where chaos breeds
And howls most foul asound
So stay away, ye whores of god
This is enemy ground beware!
The wolves curse beware! The dark fear!
The lupus luna beware! Watain
Kerberos are We the three-pronged spear
Shape-shifters, always hungry
Far beyond the grace of God lies the lair
Where shadows fall beware!