The voice of wisdom is calling to me
On snowy peaks ravaged by the wind
Where Woden's wolves roam free
Spruce forests wave under moonlight's away
The mighty wolf pack reigns supreme
Lamenting the dawn
Wolverine moonlight sunshine is now gone
Come predatory quile!
A darkened sky � ancient dpecters cry
Weaving spells of pandemonium high
A withered orachrd of bones
Pagan rite midst circling stone dusk-time an immortal dies
Nocturnal hunt is begun
To sate lycanthropic bloodlut!
Lamenting the dawn
Wolverine moonlight sunshine is now gone
Come predatory quile!
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