Lunar Hex; The Art of Mighty Lycanthropy

Come forth, come forth, 'O Mighty Ones, take me in thy maws
 Cast my shell on to the wind, let my spirit pass
 Through the seven gateways, up the treacherous path
 Beyond the bloody stones, bound with runes and wax
 The mountains are my fortress wherein my soul shall roam
 Nocturnally, forever more, at one with soil and blood
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 Possessed by lunar magic, beneath moon, wing and star
 I raise my sword up to the sky to honour eternal night
 The wolves gather before me, еternity in their eyеs
 The forest beckons inwards as we leave this dead world behind
 The frozen kiss of aeons, the solitude of night
 The wisdom of the wolven arts, rise deathless
 The purity of shadows, the everlasting hunger
 The oath that binds forever more, rise deathless ones
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 Before me, I see the endless frozen vistas
 Beckoning me on into realms beyond the dark
 I see the moon rise from the underworld
 Its icy halo burns
 The last sliver of humanity cast aside
 Forever ensorcelled by lycanthropic spells
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 With ravening jaws and claw of steel
 A conquering wolf to slay
 I stalk the night under horrid lunar blessings
 For all time