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Damn the werewolf

(Muz.A. Mandrakov/Sl.E. Isaev)

Time has run out, reckoning an hour has come

Patience of the bowl is untimely empty

Reality will be replaced by the endless world of darkness

Damn will cause the sunrise of the full moon

The night beast will break out

Freedom we howl will fill the wolf breast

The bonds of the mind of sober feelings are dropped

In fragments of consciousness, only blood taste

Master is the werewolf Moon dawn

An ominous spark in the night's eyes burn

Inaudible shadow merges with darkness

Executed by dexterity, maximum speed

The department instinct for the acute smell of victims

A sudden rush as a wind, brings death

There is no mercy on the oncoming on the way

The taste of blood on fangs and blood wool

The death of the beast will bring one holy metal

And scarlet foam will be angry

Put the ardor in the chest, stings silver

Will redeem the life of the curse of the quitter

Memory paintings will burn out a fragment of films

Bagrovo-red river will fill the wolf trace

Blind rage will overshadow fear in consciousness ...

But the veil in the eyes and heart is a knock in the temples ......................................................................... .......