A dead Queen from the darkness
She enters the open From her crypt
At night To walks with the wolves
They follow to rape the whore
A brooding post-human spirit in nights cold
In pain - Rotting veins carry black blood
A repeating destiny
Re-awoken in her for Beasts of Rape
Foam Foam
Innards hammered
Never to escape the wolves of Jarnvid
Lust and Foam - The Wolves of Jarnvid
Never to escape the Wolves of Jarnvid
Ultimate mysticism gives rise to her again
Every time the spirit is molested
She will never escape
The wood of the wolves
The wood of darkness
Never escape Jarnvid
Jarnvid!
