With Wolvish Lust

Day-light cuts and tears my form
With golden whip of ancient curse
Accursed famine�s endless course
A lust for crimson flowing life

In raging waves of Wolvish lvst
Within the grip of poisoned blood
To drink the ink of dying light
The torture of an endless life

In dusty silence listen and behold
Breathe and choke in final solitude
Stand as one in blasphemy -
Light of a thousand dying stars

Savage Hatred - Lupus essence
Feeding Frenzy - Torn apart
Raging Spirit - Storming blood
Within a Cruel and Wolvish Heart