Kill to Survive - Astarium

Smell of blood awakens sleeping instinct

Like hand of fate leads to the haggard victim

Full moon beclouds mind and gives rise

To the dreadful hunger, that burns inside

Invaded by curse, meaning of the life

Is reduced to one thing, kill to survive

Forest thicket will hide the next violence

Of the werewolf from unnecessary eyes

Fangs in the flesh

Crunch of breaking bones

Primal rage

Pleasure in blood flows!

Demonic spirit breaks out to the freedom

Gives supremacy and impunity feeling

Path on fresh snow is leading through night

To massacre and triumph of savage might

Fangs in the flesh

Crunch of breaking bones

Primal rage

Pleasure in blood flows!

Kill to survive

Violence at night

Meaning of life

Triumph of savage might