A Dark Embrace of Carpathian Moonlight

I can hear it now The grotesque call of the wind and the Wolves Oh, such cacophony serenading me Lush Forests, free from God's light Shall be my altar this Beltaine night A dark embrace of Carpathian moonlight Avenging my pagan siblings Oh, the earth shall drink the blood of the sufferers vain The one's who worshipped by word of Christ and God's name I hail the moon as it eclipses the sky And slaughters all sounds around me Oh, I could hear the fires of my soul Crescendo... Lycanthropic symphony A dark embrace of Carpathian moonlight Oh...the darkness is mine As is the fire and all light And the pagan blood shed was not for naught Every ounce of strength drained from Christian's we fought And Armageddon's wind returns To carry my fire, that ever shall burn.