Screaming anger as the worthy heir of a Volcae, Corrupted by the fearless chant of a beast, Wolven spirits in the air Creepers of midnight when Dusk has fallen, Allow us to praise him, When everything'll remain silent When everyone will look at the stars AND HOWL! Sacred head, bound to the rest of the pack, Hairy threat, oldest menace of mankind, Comrades of Duty! Creepers of midnight when Dusk has fallen, Allow us to praise him, When everything'll remain silent And everyone will look at the ALPHA! Reveal your fangs, Just quit your lethargy! Kind of eager for apathy, Murmurs of rotting death Increased by the hunger, By the will to kill, bite and eat! As the veil of the night is embracing the lair I'd soon leave this land before my eyes are pointless, And my ego is safe Creepers of midnight when Dusk has fallen, Allow us to praise him, And myself, the messenger of the wind, Will look at the stars AND HOWL!