Wolves' Winter - Witchcraft

When the evil curse dances in the shadows
Spectres are crawling on the circle
In the mighty and great vast forest
Where cold winds blow

Of the impure orgies is appearing the goat
Of flesh, Of bones, And blood
In the darkly and great vast forest
When the wolves howl

Witchcraft
Witchcraft

“In Nomine Dei Nostri Satanas Luciferi Excelsi”

Ashes falls from the Sky
From the burning heaven

In the name of the night
We offer you this soul
In the corrupted great vast forest
Where moon dies