Dying Spirits - Tsjuder

Under the rising moon

Man’s spirits rise

As they believe to soon reach

The pinnacle of ecstacy

Under the full moon one can hear

Wolves screaming

In the dead of night

Commencing the gruesome war

Of the spirits

With man anaware of

The shattering of their dreams

Under the declinig moon

Wolves gather

To make a tribute

To the decay of man’s spirits

Under the black moon

The wolves rejoice

As their victory is complete

In the Darkness

Ravens fly