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Reveneg Of The Forest Beasts

Nachtvolk

I watch the darkness approaching from the east
the light is retreating away
alone in the forest the great wolf howls
inviting darkness to stay
beast of the night and creatures of legend
now is our time to roam free
circling outside the gates with hunger
when the doors open we will feast
howls and chants echo from the woods
a chorus of beast and man
we the nachtvolk
swear ourselves to retake the forest land
now the moon shines red
as the moon rises to the midnight hours
the forest beast gather to attack
what foolish holy men took from them
the forest arises to take back
the moon it casts a ghostly light
it reveals a face that is to be feared
a beast that walks like a man
towards the gate he nears
now
this night
is ours
no
Christians
claim our
lands
I see the full moon rising from the north
the darkness is here to stay
in the moonlight forest the white wolf
men inside the church begin to pray
beasts of the night and night folk of the forest
now is our time to roam free
inside the church upon the clearing
men inside will forever sleep
howls and chants echo from the woods
a chorus of beast and man
we the nachtvolk
swear ourselves to retake the forest land
Oi chant
brothers
spill there blood
take there heads
this night is ours
the hour is near
rising is fear
soon the gates open wide
beware you holy men
your hour is near
soon you will all die
hey
hey
hey
hey
beware you holy men
your hour is near
soon you will all die
die
die
die
die
men wielding swords stand weakly
the tankards litter the floor
before they drowned in beer
soon they will drown in blood
the wrath o the beasts
breaks through the doors
where our blood spills
life grows anew
we meet them sword to tooth
when the fighting is done
a fire will arise
to avenge the souls of the dead
where our blood spills
life grows anew
we meet them sword to tooth
when the fighting is done
a fire will arise
to avenge the souls of the dead
many turn and flee
all the defenders die
where is your god now
those few with honor
have a quick death
the cowards who ran
will know no rest
the moon above
smiles down upon all those who
deserved
to
die






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