Snake Mountain - Death Wolf

Serpentine silhouette.

I smell a wolfish pride.

Deep inside its chambers — this worlds darkness hide.

Black fires, demon caress.

Pounding killing flow.

Never make it out.

Never make it out alive.

Visions of mortality.

Blackcrowned majesty

Dreams are coming through.

As death reaches out for you.

Succumb to ghostly batlike wings of hell.

And mighty beasts — they slowly fell — under its — wings of hell.

Phantom black, a bad moon rise.

Land that all despise.

Cold, evil — without light.

Land all living despise.

Succumb to ghostly batlike wings of hell.

And mighty beasts they slowly fell under its wings of hell.

Blank eyed stare at endless night

Hooded menace, undead might.

Phantom black, bad moon rise.

Land that all despise.

Succumb to ghostly batlike wings of hell.

And mighty beasts they slowly fell under its wings of hell.

Succumb to ghostly batlike wings of hell.

And mighty beasts they slowly fell under its wings of hell.