Wolf to Man

The scent of fear still clinging to our tracks
 As darkness swallows our betrayal
 The pack now closing in, nowhere to hide
 Sharp teeth to consummate the kill
 Hunted
 The scent is in the air
 A smell of blood that taints our trail
 The stench of what we are, PLAGA
 Homo homini lupus est
 The wolf of man, a last caress
 Homo homini plaga est
 A kiss of death, we're laid to rest
 The scent is in the air
 The stench of sickness that we leave behind
 A celebration of our past
 A plague that bear our name to end our time
 This sickness that we are can't last
 Plagued
 The scent is in the air
 A smell of blood that taints our trail
 The stench of what we are, PLAGA
 Homo homini lupus est
 The wolf of man, a last caress
 Homo homini plaga est
 A kiss of death, we're laid to rest
 A scent of fear that swallows our betrayal
 Plaga, a sickness that can't be cured
 As wolf to man
 Homo homini lupus est
 The wolf of man, a last caress
 Homo homini plaga est
 A kiss of death, we're laid to rest