Lurking the night, in the shadows to attack when you wonder where your children went Murder! torture! dismemberment! He is the beast that walks the night Feasting on children, taking pleasure in their cries The hand of black will strike once again Wolfen hunger that ravels in its pain Beast in black your soul is damned forever In the night you can hear the screams A tortered child, awoke from his dreams All is helpless before the sun When night falls death will come! Beast in black your soul is damned forever
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