Tytuł: Wolf
- Wykonawca: Iced Earth
- Wy¶wietleń: 324
Innocence tained by pure lunacy
Cursed by the Slash of a shape shifting beast
Oh no, this can't be
Demonic infection; a doomed changeling
His future concealed as he begs to be told
A kiss from gypsy, he'll never grow old
Oh no, this can't be
Demonic infection; a doomed changeling
(Chorus)
Even a man who's pure
And says his prayers by night
(He won't hera your prayers)
May become a wolf
When the wolf bane blooms
And the authum moon is bright
(There's a full moon tonight)
Man may become a wolf
He who is bitten by a wolf and lives
Possession soon follows, no use to resist
Oh no, This can't be
Cursed by the moonlight, a doomed changeling
The madness a turmoil that swells up inside
To truly find peace is to truly die
Oh no, this can't be
Cursed by the moonlight, a doomed changeling
Now comes the rampage, a killing spree
Hunting his loved ones comes instinctively
Oh no, it's madening
A shape-shifting demon of pure lunacy
A shot from the darkness tears trough its flesh
A bullet of silver lays it to rest
Oh no, it's maddening
An innocent victim finds his peace
