In the name of the wolf, Lupine pride In the name of the wolf, I wear a skin of hide
Forrest mist coagulation lay around the fallen trees The death is in the air, the smell of lycanthropy Ravenous, for full moon's in the air Jugular puncture as I sink my pearly whites into your neck
The flesh tears, spurting blood Your eyes roll back, white with fright
In the name of the wolf, Lupine pride In the name of the wolf, the night's my bride In the name of the wolf, I will not die In the name of the wolf, you are the one to die by me
The trees in the wind sing my song Be free, but only by fear Beware, for it's my two eyes that stare Between the trees, among the oak The death I bring breaks your bones Like the ground as you fall More from Last House On The Left