

(aaahhh) The shadows stretch across the pine
A cold wind shivers down the spine
The silver light begins to fade
As ancient beasts escape the glade
Something is waking inside of the dark (grooowwlll) Teeth sharp as iron,
we're leaving our mark
Under the lycans blood moon we rise!
Hearing the hunters' terrified cries!
Claws in the dirt,
the infection
takes hold
Worst of the nightmares that ever
were told! (roar)
The silver bullets cannot save
Your final resting place,
the grave
The wolf is scratching at your door
And now the blood spills on the floor
Something is waking inside of the dark (grooowwlll) Teeth sharp as iron,
we're leaving our mark
(sanguis, luna, lupus, ferus)
Under the lycans blood moon we rise!
Hearing the hunters' terrified cries!
Claws in the dirt,
the infection takes hold Worst of the nightmares that ever were told! (roar)
(luna... blood moon...)