Sworn by the White Wolves Blood - Sargeist

The end belongs to none but you

Created from dust and empty souls

You’ll soon return to the void

A destiny worth of nothing

You all nasty creatures of god

Will regret you ever lived

You the Nazarene, bastard crowned

You shall feel the spear once more

Our kingdom — the night

Everlasting — when humanity ends

For the glory of Satan

And all human your father made

Oh, we’ll laugh at their ashes grey

Until the winds from the sea blow it away

In the dark war, endlessly

The moon, the cries of wolves

The ancient times

Only night brings a feeling

To this «human» body of mine

Nothing in common with life

Only death is REAL