As the Wolves Howl...

Beautiful eyes watch my way through the woods. Without warning I'll face them and I'll fall in trance. Then I see something that I'll remember forever. Her touch, her whip and black leather. She rides, ride the whole night.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

A strange path through the woods leads me to the place of silver moonbeams. Mysterious, elven kingdom, secret forest of mysticism. Untouched, clean beauty, elven songs, the whole tribe dances. Mysterious, elven kingdom, secret forest of mysticism.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

They burnt that girl alive for her ancient rites. In the name of christianity... Well, it's just a false shit! The holy church spreads the sickness, it's not right to resist the nature... But every night we hail to our martyrs, in the woods we celebrate... Strong is the spirit of our rebellion. Pagan martyrs will never die ... they're with us!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

A girl who lived in a woods was my friend, a daughter of a wise shaman. I remember her smile in a black night, when we were celebrating our rites... We were surrounded by strong wind, forever we're heretics. Her spirit flies in the night. I feel her touch... My silver tears will remember her eyes...

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

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