Song | Bewitched Wolves |
Artist | Arcane Grail |
Album | Mysteries of the Ancient Charnel |
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(Verses by Demether; music by Eugen) | |
The peccant beasts with eyes of fire rise | |
They couldn't stay in holes at late cold night | |
The call of freedom screams in brave wargs' hearts | |
These beasts were born to live and die in fight | |
Wargs few in number but they're passing strong | |
Soon they would know what ever they did wrong | |
Great lord of damned would lead the pack of wolves | |
To fight in battle under weight of ghouls | |
The pack of wargs sneaks through the arcane wood | |
They don't know what waits them at the end | |
Their gaze fall to the misty bit of land | |
"Obscurity beckons the wolves into the magic rood" | |
The lead took the pack through the thicket, | |
Ominous calm 'rounds bloodthirsty creatures | |
Erenow they were the servants of the evil, | |
But now wolves alarmed by smell of demons | |
Somber willows bowed its blooming sprays, | |
The growth doesn't put the charming rays | |
Of nephrite plenilune, who spells in the skies | |
Primeval fear penetrates through their hearts | |
Wargs ran across this magic place of ghouls | |
The blackthorns shield the entrance with its horned | |
Limbs, which began to prick the frenzied wolves | |
Bloodcurdling howl proclaims the wood of throned | |
The King arose by the arrival of the foes | |
From this enchanted-weird sod | |
Uncertainty why some wolves gan to fawn | |
Goth squeezed in the hand his succinite sword | |
But all at once the leader of the wargs | |
Was throwing to attack onto the frigging prince from vug | |
Wistful death awaited him upon the edge of blade | |
The rite of genuflexion commenced in dole slade | |
"Wolves, I prithee to bring me" said the king | |
"We'd be thy eyes" answered beasts in iniquitous | |
Oath, swore in loyalty and kissed the sparkle ring | |
This observance was so august, grand and tremendous | |
Germanareh's dominance! | |
"Our dan, my pack shall howl with your voice, | |
And we shall paunch and lacerate thy moonlit foes!" | |
Their new despiteful potentate was the great villain | |
He wants to march with the wargs into war | |
But the bridle presseth the wolves so sore | |
Their souls embittered, bewitched for evermore! | |
For evermore! |
Verses by Demether music by Eugen | |
The peccant beasts with eyes of fire rise | |
They couldn' t stay in holes at late cold night | |
The call of freedom screams in brave wargs' hearts | |
These beasts were born to live and die in fight | |
Wargs few in number but they' re passing strong | |
Soon they would know what ever they did wrong | |
Great lord of damned would lead the pack of wolves | |
To fight in battle under weight of ghouls | |
The pack of wargs sneaks through the arcane wood | |
They don' t know what waits them at the end | |
Their gaze fall to the misty bit of land | |
" Obscurity beckons the wolves into the magic rood" | |
The lead took the pack through the thicket, | |
Ominous calm ' rounds bloodthirsty creatures | |
Erenow they were the servants of the evil, | |
But now wolves alarmed by smell of demons | |
Somber willows bowed its blooming sprays, | |
The growth doesn' t put the charming rays | |
Of nephrite plenilune, who spells in the skies | |
Primeval fear penetrates through their hearts | |
Wargs ran across this magic place of ghouls | |
The blackthorns shield the entrance with its horned | |
Limbs, which began to prick the frenzied wolves | |
Bloodcurdling howl proclaims the wood of throned | |
The King arose by the arrival of the foes | |
From this enchantedweird sod | |
Uncertainty why some wolves gan to fawn | |
Goth squeezed in the hand his succinite sword | |
But all at once the leader of the wargs | |
Was throwing to attack onto the frigging prince from vug | |
Wistful death awaited him upon the edge of blade | |
The rite of genuflexion commenced in dole slade | |
" Wolves, I prithee to bring me" said the king | |
" We' d be thy eyes" answered beasts in iniquitous | |
Oath, swore in loyalty and kissed the sparkle ring | |
This observance was so august, grand and tremendous | |
Germanareh' s dominance! | |
" Our dan, my pack shall howl with your voice, | |
And we shall paunch and lacerate thy moonlit foes!" | |
Their new despiteful potentate was the great villain | |
He wants to march with the wargs into war | |
But the bridle presseth the wolves so sore | |
Their souls embittered, bewitched for evermore! | |
For evermore! |
Verses by Demether music by Eugen | |
The peccant beasts with eyes of fire rise | |
They couldn' t stay in holes at late cold night | |
The call of freedom screams in brave wargs' hearts | |
These beasts were born to live and die in fight | |
Wargs few in number but they' re passing strong | |
Soon they would know what ever they did wrong | |
Great lord of damned would lead the pack of wolves | |
To fight in battle under weight of ghouls | |
The pack of wargs sneaks through the arcane wood | |
They don' t know what waits them at the end | |
Their gaze fall to the misty bit of land | |
" Obscurity beckons the wolves into the magic rood" | |
The lead took the pack through the thicket, | |
Ominous calm ' rounds bloodthirsty creatures | |
Erenow they were the servants of the evil, | |
But now wolves alarmed by smell of demons | |
Somber willows bowed its blooming sprays, | |
The growth doesn' t put the charming rays | |
Of nephrite plenilune, who spells in the skies | |
Primeval fear penetrates through their hearts | |
Wargs ran across this magic place of ghouls | |
The blackthorns shield the entrance with its horned | |
Limbs, which began to prick the frenzied wolves | |
Bloodcurdling howl proclaims the wood of throned | |
The King arose by the arrival of the foes | |
From this enchantedweird sod | |
Uncertainty why some wolves gan to fawn | |
Goth squeezed in the hand his succinite sword | |
But all at once the leader of the wargs | |
Was throwing to attack onto the frigging prince from vug | |
Wistful death awaited him upon the edge of blade | |
The rite of genuflexion commenced in dole slade | |
" Wolves, I prithee to bring me" said the king | |
" We' d be thy eyes" answered beasts in iniquitous | |
Oath, swore in loyalty and kissed the sparkle ring | |
This observance was so august, grand and tremendous | |
Germanareh' s dominance! | |
" Our dan, my pack shall howl with your voice, | |
And we shall paunch and lacerate thy moonlit foes!" | |
Their new despiteful potentate was the great villain | |
He wants to march with the wargs into war | |
But the bridle presseth the wolves so sore | |
Their souls embittered, bewitched for evermore! | |
For evermore! |