A forlorn eye burns on the altar of darkness

To reflect the fire of the majesty of death

In his glory and in praise of all evil

Awaken the wolfish shadow, let darkness reign



Satan's Werewolf - The chalice of life stands barren

Awaiting fulfillment from the cursed wine

Satan's Werewolf - In the light of this one candle

The blood is the life and my blood is Satan's



In the name of Lucifer

My blood for his majesty to live once and again

On this dark journey on a path adorned with ashes

To travel into my dreams and to find the true light

The blazing torch second only to the morning star



Satan's Werewolf - The chalice of life stands barren

Awaiting fulfillment from the cursed wine

Satan's Werewolf - In the light of this one candle

The blood is the life and my blood is Satan's



To forge not works of art, but swords of death

For therein lies the most noble art of all

Come forth ravenous, in a world without end

For all that is great is built on their sorrow



To consume the libation in morbid transfixion

From a chalice now filled with their contempt

And to gloat from atop the highest pyramid of skulls

For all that I seek shall be begotten in warfare