Carpathian Wolves

Awoken spirits of the carpathian forest come, hands of the dead beat the kettle drums with wrath. Wolfish hordes awoken by the fullmoon, follow the smell of blood and death.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

Living, dead and dying We stand covered by Black shroud We await the moon and wind Fire burning on the altar Burnt the incautious spirits By it's red glare, awoke the magic stones We've united good and evil We've created the highest power Magic and might of dark blood Blood from the scars of wounded Gods Runes engraved by Devils Besmeared by the Black Blood In the Glare of furious lightning's Spell of the damned runic words Altar of uncoagulated blood Altar surrounded by the women-wolves The words pledged to moon We repeat incantations written in blood Spirits come and walk among us We curse their fear and awe We curse our mercy May my soul burn in the fore of purity Evil wind tears the trees Moon hidden over the clouds Black smoke teases our eyes Burnt blood charms by it's smell Night of the ultimate darkness Elected it's sacrifice, it's tribute Feeding by our fear and our pain

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

When the Black clouds cover the moon And reality turns into nightmare Lighting cuts through the dark sky Almighty Perun gave us his sign ! Brothers, wolves, I summon you ! Wind will bring you my howling And smell of the human blood Yes, I found another sacrifice Droops of blood upon the stone I lick the cold virgins corpse I an blinded by my bloodlust I the Northern Carpathians Mystic eyes between the trees Brothers hungry for the blood Through the blood I find desire The only sense of the evil life Immortality is true For the creatures without shadows There is hell on the earth In the Northern Carpathians... Unholy woods of mysteries Alone witches full of hate Werewolves hidden in the caves Forgotten spells of pagan past Long nights and hours of darkness Cold mountain winds blow through the trees Diabolic feast around the fire Dark shadows dancing with flames There is a place where Evil lives There are woods where people die At midnight blood is more precious than gold In the Northern Carpathians...

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

At the longest Fullmoon night In the castle near the forest Where the howling of wild wolves Sounds like music of dark abyss At midnight wind was blowing Transylvanian snow was falling From the bloody womb of woman Son of Dragon was born... Mystic howling in the forest Spreads the sacred words of Evil: "Thou art. Lord of Wallachia, Thou shall be the Dracula..." May this night be eternal As eternal is his soul The man with Satanic spirits Became horrified ruler... By the fire and sword By the fear and terror Like wolf thirsty for the blood Vlad destroyed his enemies... They called him Impaler And they lived in fear "Blood is life" he said, and he killed them to live again... And the night of end has come They were waiting for his death Three nights later grave was empty Vlad became the higher form ! "I am Nightmare, warrior spirit from the house of Dead I come I am Darkest force of Night Bloodlust covered my mind..."

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025

Witches Holocaust, crack of the burning wood Red fire taking one's own life and smell of burning flesh Eyes burning with the red fire, Black long hair teared by wind Wolfish soul in woman's body, with that burnt her heart You are evil woman, you who sacrificed yourself for the black incantations The moon gave the sign on your body, tonight your scream will awake the gods Tomorrow you shall stand before them Red scarlet shadows dance around their sacrifice Their fiery tongues lick her body Scream has left in tormented Body Wind blows away ashes and Black smoke Christian tormentors want sacrifice for their god They gave you back to tongues of fire In the name of their possessed god In the name of their abortive madness Married to the Fire's Dragon You shall go where your sisters has gone By the torment that becomes the deliverance By the fire that was your destiny Scream of the burning witches with the upcoming moon It will return with nocturnal wind Scream that was born in fire And torment of witches holocaust... [Prologue:] The false christian society by it's church and its faith In the times of its highest triumph, madness and union with god Brought near to its so called almighty by the killing of many Thousands of innocent sacrifices, by murders on heretics and witches... Medieval Europe....

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025

Dark was the sky and cold was this night I saw in dusk the shifting stars Inside the circle of mysterious sings A little casket drowned in blood The horned one gave me the key I opened the casket to see my fate The ultimate fate of mine Pagan warrior, son of the dark sky... Fire of eternal hell inflamed the left path The priest of Darkness, Druid named Schakh He opened my third eye, his evil soul became mine We were bonded by blood, our hearts beat the same "Thou belong to me now, follow me in dawn We are the same, the soul of man Look in my eyes, see burning stars Crucify the lier, create Dark Empire" Through the veil of fog I heard his voice I was cold, but sweet as an immortal dream I know the one taught to survive by the carpathian code of life... He hold the silver sword and Black book The symbols of mystic strength and wisdom I understood these signs of Darkness My knowledge became my secret weapon... At the pagan Samhain night I entered the Darkside Evil arrived far from the North I know the might of Demonolord

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

: Born from the wolfish womb in the Fullmoon I died for this world I became the nightmare for living men I run through the Black woods Bloodlust leads me and I kill, kill and I die In the ecstasy of murderlust And then I escape possessed I hide myself in the shadows of trees I'm. afraid, I fear and I cry My face drip with blood I hate living men I'm. faithful only for the dead I remember wolves over my face Red eyes of my mother Her sharp fangs, and my first pain I was born in thе night Evil wind was tearing the trees Spirits werе hiding in the shadows And wolves brought me the first sacrifice I became the unpurest spirit I killed the living man I draw my fangs in his body And his spirit became mad Born from the wolfish womb in the Fullmoon I hide myself in the shadows of trees I avoid the damned sun I follow the smell of blood Wolves come with the herds Their howling appoints the limits of life I am one of them In the herd I follow the moon Night helps us, we are unpunished Sons of Fenriz, son of Louve This is the true element of darkness Wild, unseizable, true creation of Gods possessed : The last night has come, and dawn will never come The sound of kettle drums spreads the hymn of Hatred Into the war we come, its time of the last battle

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 06, 2026

Unpunished Herd: Born from the wolfish womb in the Fullmoon I died for this world I became the nightmare for living men I run through the Black woods Bloodlust leads me and I kill, kill and I die In the ecstasy of murderlust And then I escape possessed I hide myself in the shadows of trees I'm. afraid, I fear and I cry My face drip with blood I hate living men I'm. faithful only for the dead I remember wolves over my face Red eyes of my mother Her sharp fangs, and my first pain I was born in the night Evil wind was tearing the trees Spirits were hiding in the shadows And wolves brought me the first sacrifice I became the unpurest spirit I killed the living man I draw my fangs in his body And his spirit became mad Born from the wolfish womb in the Fullmoon I hide myself in the shadows of trees I avoid the damned sun I follow the smell of blood Wolves come with the herds Their howling appoints the limits of life I am one of them In the herd I follow the moon Night helps us, we are unpunished Sons of Fenriz, son of Louve This is the true element of darkness Wild, unseizable, true creation of Gods possessed Into The War: The last night has come, and dawn will never come The sound of kettle drums spreads the hymn of Hatred Into the war we come, its time of the last battle

Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 08, 2025