Текст (слова) песни: Besatt - The Time Of The Wolf

Rotted trunks in the infinity
Trunks are moss-grown
Branch plaited in embrace
Dance of icy wind
Among sleeping woods
Covers up lonely wolfs track
Wild and lonely wolfs track

I sweep animals cold eyes
Over deadly scenery of wood
Under shiny grey fur
There are lethal white fangs
Welcomes silver fullmoon in the night

I smell by the wind
Scent of the blood
My vision becomes sharper
I am like a wolf

My hearing receipts
Inauddible whispers from beyond
My spul is howling to the moon
My body took over
Inhumen nibleness
My mind are full of lust
I am like a wolf
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Chalice Of Truth
Deadly Psalm
Fallen Angel
Gloria Causa Satani
Hellish Whispers
Intro
My Religion
Night Voice
Spiritual Explosion
The Circle of Disdain
The Devils Baptism
The Kingdom of the Hatred
The Time Of The Wolf
Time for Gathering
Toast of Victory