The peccant beasts with eyes of fire rise They couldn't stay in holes at late cold night The call of freedom screams in brave wargs' hearts These beasts were born to live and die in fight Wargs few in number but they're passing strong Soon they would know what ever they did wrong Great lord of damned would lead the pack of wolves To fight in battle under weight of ghouls The pack of wargs sneaks through the arcane wood They don't know what waits them at the end Their gaze fall to the misty bit of land "Obscurity beckons the wolves into the magic rood" The lead took the pack through the thicket, Ominous calm 'rounds bloodthirsty creatures Erenow they were the servants of the evil, But now wolves alarmed by smell of demons Somber willows bowed its blooming sprays, The growth doesn't put the charming rays Of nephrite plenilune, who spells in the skies - Primeval fear penetrates through their hearts Wargs ran across this magic place of ghouls The blackthorns shield the entrance with its horned Limbs, which began to prick the frenzied wolves - Bloodcurdling howl proclaims the wood of throned The King arose by the arrival of the foes From this enchanted-weird sod Uncertainty why some wolves gan to fawn - Goth squeezed in the hand his succinite sword But all at once the leader of the wargs Was throwing to attack onto the frigging prince from vug Wistful death awaited him upon the edge of blade The rite of genuflexion commenced in dole slade "Wolves, I prithee to bring me" - said the king "We'd be thy eyes" - answered beasts in iniquitous Oath, swore in loyalty and kissed the sparkle ring This observance was so august, grand and tremendous Germanareh's dominance! "Our dan, my pack shall howl with your voice, And we shall paunch and lacerate thy moonlit foes!" Their new despiteful potentate was the great villain He wants to march with the wargs into war But the bridle presseth the wolves so sore Their souls embittered, bewitched for evermore! For evermore!