G.O.D. - Ghostwolf | Текст песни

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• G.O.D.
• Ghostwolf

The winter cold has killed my preys

I stand alone in this stifling white hell

My brothers silently are dead behind me

I can only go toward my fate



Moon, show me the way



I feel smell of virgin blood and flesh

My predator eyes see the golden calf

A shiver runs through my clouded mind

A single trial between life and death



Moon, show me the way

Your children howl to you their prayer



Claws rip the skin

Fangs pierce the throat

Red dirties the white rug

Moans excite my being



“The nature is forced

[…]

By the reason of its law”



-Leonardo da Vinci



Moon, show me the way

Your children howl to you their prayer

Moon show me the way

Your children howl to you their prayer