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Winter... Has gathered the wolves.. Once again.. On it's southern lands... The true kingdom of wolf And it's king on the throne of shadows Blackened by the wine of destruction Dressed into weapon to attack Into the wood... Apeared by this illusion.. For the blood... And it's grim taste In the ancient masquerade that is living When we are all drunk and poisoned in the night Everything becomes the forest obssessed by the moon Thirsty for the holy blood and strong to crush the world Presentimenting and awaitning the sign The sign when the weapons will shine And hard will be the moment's crime The deadmans around the bloodred ground And from wind to fire From the demon to the devil! Songtexte Hail to our prematurely star Hail to our beastconnecting fire You are shining high into the slavic sky You are burning eternally in our hearts Where the wild winds blow From the demon to the devil! Aus Songtexte Mania