Wolves Guard My Coffin

Behemoth

Delightful night
When the full moon lights cemetery's valley
Winds of frost strike my tomb
When I am in eternal sleep
When wild storms dwell
Wind blows through the Baltic
Instincts unleash the war inside
And strike the sky with Holocaust thunder
Mountains sleep, the forest
Covers freezing land where I was born
Now I walk among the castles
Watch the streams of frozen tears
Spilled with blood of forefathers
Night breeze feed my spiritual form
And spirits gather, floating in the mist
My eastern empires spread wings of winter
Visions of destruction's ruin and tragedies
Tasting pure sin, fade into the pit
And walk through my beloved, endless woods
I summon all the beauty Evil
To rape the bodies of your disciples
Too long I hide in shades of woods
And now I build my beauty Hall
Wallachian tyrant, I bring a winter
I come with frost and burning hate!
Follow the gods of eastern lands
Being the battle which blows the earth