Текст песни WIZARDMASK - Братство Волков

Bloodthirsty wolf tribe
Anger and rage in the heart warming
Horn roars and banners hover
Eager to fight the sons of Boreas

Teeth clenched, oblivious of wounds
Angry faces in old scars
Incident Hurricane
Through the fire and smoke of fires

Chorus:
The wrath of the ancient gods
Gloss steel blades
We Brotherhood of the Wolf
World masters and slaves
We are cast down to the dust
Only a strong human rights here

The old world is mired in Zlate
I lost faith in the Lord
World slaves supreme nobility
You die at sunset

Night descended, the sun goes
A loud cry of command power
The dogs with wolves fight to the death
But efforts are in vain

Chorus, Solo, Chorus