Vylkataks \ Werewolf from Padebeši by Green Novice

Phantoms of fog vanish along the swamp side
It is time to allow this day to fade away
The late hour opens the way for darkness
Night pours stars over the earth

Dark shadows loom in the forest
Eyes glow as coal through the night
In every corner the wolves’ desolate howl
The dogs of God cry out for their brothers

Centuries-old guards gloomy stand
Covering the horizon with their hands of prongs
The forest conceals the pale face of the moon
So that the ritual is kept away from a stranger’s eyes

Countless men walk along the forest path
Coiling the fire line around the glade
The mighty figure hails everyone
Shouting ancient words



Your flesh shall cry out, your soul shall cry out
When you will feel the deadly cold in front of you
Your flesh shall cry out, your soul shall cry out
Listen how your forefathers’ voices call upon you



The cloak of the wolf shines in the fire
An axe of war at his side is revealed
The wise werewolf stands in the centre of the pack

With raised hands he completes his ritual
Announces what the signs are saying
What the pale moon has said to him

A grand day shall come
Soon they shall depart
Strangers will not be saved by the distance

Hostile lands will surround
Bodies will cover the land
The fame upon the victory shall be our gain

• Metal
• folk metal
• metal
• Rīga