Wolves Curse

How the moon leer's at thy ignorance
 Ye who laughest in the face of Death
 Know ye not its 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 might 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 who is 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!