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Fifteen Eighty Nine, face the call of force divine, Fight under torment and fire, Terminate his fate on October Twenty Eight, Sentence a werewolf, a beast ! Deep in the night, where the hunted and hatred circle the wolf in the wild And in pale lunar light, in the shape of the savage, guided by anger that blind Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the Stump Wolf's killing twilight, Fifteen Eighty Nine, call and fight, sacrify, Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the name of the higher mighty, Fifteen Eighty Nine, torture awaits tonight! Fifteen Eighty Nine, said the murderer was lupine, Women and children devoured, Slayed on full-moon night, left but traces of the bites One hand that phantom unleased! Creep through the light, in his fever and madness, hunter and victim alike! Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the Stump Wolf's killing twilight, Fifteen Eighty Nine, call and fight, sacrify, Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the name of the higher mighty, Fifteen Eighty Nine, torture awaits tonight! (solo here from 02:28 to 03:02) Fifteen Eighty Nine, with all spectators, stand in line Head off, break up this beast! Feast on his cries, as the torture is calling, hear as the streets tear the night, Burning flames of a pyre, and the crowd they are roaring, stare as beheaded he lies! Fifteen Eighty Nine, in the night of a thousand fires Fifteen Eighty Nine, born a wild, died a lie, Fifteen Eighty Nine, by the hand of a calling pyre, Fifteen Eighty Nine, etched beyond your time!