Ice Wolfpack

Cold horror in the black forest A pack of ice wolves death and perdition to mortals in the attacks of their bloody fourteen pieces of formidable fighters eight eight fangs tearing flesh to pieces with fangs under the light of the funeral moon like aryan stormtroopers they are brave and strong The flames in the northern sky are burning wolves laugh hoarsely Lucifer will regain power wolves draw their blades Cold in my kingdom of darkness blood and guts in the snow Ice Wolfpack!