As the ancients whisper lore
Sup the flesh of demon spore
Through the crust of earth is found
Mind is lost, soul is bound

Turn to beast or become damned
Serpent fodder is the lamb
Frozen from the realm of pain
Spill the blood, make it rain

Deep inside
Psychotropic mind
Twisted Rage
Burst forth from the cage
Berserkergang

Moisten soil, hemorrhaging foe
Nourish the roots, let the moss grow
Cells and platelets to the dirt
Life will thrive from your hurt

Eat the roots of yggdrasil
Prey on their fear, feel the kill
Reap their souls, every one
Under the midnight sun

Wolves eat the flesh
Flesh ripped from bone
Bone from the weakened
Sick and alone

Rabid, the poor
Pour through the blades
Blades sever tendons
The agony fades

Pray for the wolf
Wolf down the prey
Prey, once a hunter
Now just the bones lay

Rabid, the poor
Pour through the blades
Blades sever tendons
The agony...

On your knees, look to the sky
Before the gods, many have died
Destined for the funeral pyre
Give in to dark desires

Guided by the wizard of lies
A hundred thousand battles cries
The dead are gone but won't forget
A coward dies a thousand deaths