Wolftribe

Lardy-dardy god

And his son- the Bastard One

All misgovernment of the light

Now are the history

And followers, the lambs

Of our ferocious world

We are the wolftribeWe hereby evoke

Restitution of laws

From wood of cross

Eternal Quest

New Kingdom of Might

To tree of Elhaz

Amongst the ruinsWe re- evolve

Exerting free will for chosen

Groans of pain are the melody

We grip them by the throats

Heaven, the rubbish- shoot

From our dreams

For pestilenceLardy-dardy god

And his son- the Bastard One

All misgovernment of the light

And followers the lambs

Of our ferocious world

Now are the historyWe are the Wolftribe

Ruckle of fools

Mob in trepidation