The Age of the Wolf

Age of the wolf Holy and damned age of the wolf Who will dare to look into your eyes And paste together by your own blood Vertebrae of two hundred dark years The Age of the wolf! Throat spilling blood from wounds of soil And spine is cracking on the threshold of doom The Age of the wolf! As a gentle bone of child This age was sacrificed As a lamb on the cross of darkness This age was crucified The Age of the wolf! Throat spilling pus from wounds of soil And spine is cracking, can’t you feel it? Age of the Wolf! Do not tell me about eternity I feel how it was dying these long two thousand years

Submitted by BloodShrine — May 09, 2026