Lycanthropic Aeons

Age of the unholy never passes
It's sleeping when not in roam
Always aware of time's haste
Doesn't care for the laws of men

Lycanthropic Aeons, Intertia of the Wicked

Laughter and howling in the night
Shadows dancing in the mist
Entrails ripped and torn apart
The beast has gone into hiding

Written in history through our blood
Blood that we are damned to bleed
Lycanthropic Aeons - Endless tragedy
The curse that lives on and on

Sightings of witches' sabbath
Stories of pacts with the Devil
Beasts killing when the moon is full
And they wake as men in the morning

Lycanthropic Aeons, Inertia of the Wicked

Blood follows time eternally
Claws of death are ever-sharp

Death patrols prowl the woods
They always return with empty hands
Fear of unknown remains strong
Will the killing never end

We'll vanish without a trace
Legend of a killer remains
A story to tell - to leave behind
To a breed that are born as cattle