Satanic Warmaster - The Burning Eyes of the Werewolf


Funeral darkness, clouds shadow the pale surface of the moon 
Amid peals of possessed chants out from the darkness and the fog 
The demon with black fur and claws as dirks is unbound 
Skulks the woods in monstrous craving for blood 

The burning eyes of the werewolf 
The runes written in the stone 
Forbidden wisdom hidden within 
The signs of spells long forgotten 

When the moon shines the cursed black soul is awoken 
Bestial howls approach with terror in the dusk 
Slowly in the silent woods the predator lurks 
Old tales that forsee the beast have revived

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