In The Wake Ov The Wolf

Let the wolf - herald of fire, voice of ruin - run rampant, through the heavens

His fangs carve a bloody swathe; red stains the maiden's gown
Blood and the snow
Her bonds tighten, her cancer stands to attention
Blood and the snow
Cough black tar into the dust

The devouring son is risen
Pray the earth is swallowed by the sun
An infinite night

This cold is all consuming, I dread these shadows looming
The sun is setting with the lights burning low
Horned crowns and cloven hooves; the unthinking callow youth; these demons walk with a sickness in two

I feel it growing

Walking the earth; creatures of deception, loathsome since birth
Blood. Snow. Herald of fire. Voice of ruin

Horned crowns and cloven hooves
The unthinking callow youth