Born from the blood that was carried through time
Encircling the true essence of the wolf
To reap the weak as a cursed shadow in the night
And let their death ornament the snow
When the full moon shines, the werewolf strikes
The human fear sings my song
When Carelian forests echo with your death
The power is regained by the strong
Singing psalms to scourge god
To make his children rot and hurt
Burning the chapels so their prayers cannot be heard
To leave them as kill for our knives
When the full moon shines, the werewolf strikes
The human fear sings my song
When Carelian forests echo with your death
The spirit is regained by the aware
To see their altars turned to dust
Is a dream becoming reality
To see their cross crumbling to rust
Forgotten to void for eternity
The rite of white man reborn
From false light into darkness
That holds the true light in scorn
The Carelian satanist madness
When their children crawl in broken glass
The human torment carries my name
When the embers breed a new black order
The darkness reveals the true light
When the full moon shines, the werewolf strikes
The human fear sings my song
When Carelian forests echo with your death
The world is regained by the Satan
The rite of white man reborn
From false light into darkness
That holds the true light in scorn
The Carelian satanist madness