A long time ago my ancestor died killed by witchcraft and magic. A creature of evil, a thing without soul. he became in this unholy night. I was a
I smell your fear when I opened your mind come to my chamber of pain. Your soul and your heart are broken and burned your soul wants to flee from this
Formed by evil Witches and bloodlusting Bletzer a wolf is born, mad with anger and driven just by hunger It hunts you down It eats your flesh and never
No heart is pounding, no lounges are breathing. Cold as a stone, through darkness I roam. Creator and destroyer, ruler and father. My grief is my griend