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Lycanthrone

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Another night reviving the pain, hatred and frenzy
My skin rips open in the curse aberration for humanity
And those who never will understand
For me the glory of feeling real
I feel the moon, calling me as a servant
And in your eyes I see only terror

The march of death runs in my veins
I sniff the fear of all the weak
The march of death runs in my veins
I sniff the fear of all the weak
Lycanthrone... Fierce, blessed by the moon
Man, wolf, hunter, sword
Lycanthrone... throne of the strongest and courageous wolves

I am the beast, half proud, half glory and pain
I am the beast that I released
Feel the fear
No enemy rises, just true value
Feel the fear
To the battle

We are barbarians, like in the beginning of times
Dressed in wolf skins
To bow to the throne
The only throne to which one must bow to
Lycanthrone
Like wolf, like man, on hunt, on sword

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