 Wolves from the fog lyrics ( Moonspell )   
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 Rate Wolves From The Fog
Artist : Moonspell
Song : Wolves from the fog
Near the howling...
As the light falls and darkness paints the sky in
black,
a cold Moon shines and the red sombre eyes awake,
the forest whispers
Whispers my unholy name, from a frozen mis I
rise, I Wolf rise!
And my brothers will attack under this blood
sign.
Wolves from the fog will join in a nocturnal
operetta.
When the wind sounds bohemia and the trumpets
loud bacanal.
Oh! Fausts and ninfs the joy of Nahima, Mistress
of the Sabbat.
Soon we'll be embraced by our father - the one
with horns.
Satan is rejoicing in pleasure destroying the
shapes of flesh.
...and once again from the fog, with horns on
head
came the Wolf carrying in is shoulder the
sacrifice,
a beauty to this Walpurgis Eve.
As, to the sombre image of our God,
the Wolf with Horns I walk!
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