[INTRO – LOW AND MENACING, THE SOUND OF DISTANT HOWLS]
THE MOON RISES HIGH, A BEAST AWAKES,
THE AIR IS THICK, THE GROUND IT SHAKES.
ON HALLOW’S EVE, THE PACK WILL RISE,
TO CLAIM THE WORLD, TO HAUNT THE SKIES.
[FIRST VERSE – SLOW AND GRITTY, BUILDING POWER]
FROM THE FORESTS DEEP, TO CITIES BRIGHT,
THE WEREWOLVES STALK IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT.
WITH CLAWS LIKE STEEL, AND EYES THAT GLOW,
A NIGHT OF BLOOD IN THE MOONLIGHT’S SHOW.
THE VAMPIRES SHRINK, THE HUMANS FLEE,
FOR THIS IS OUR TIME, OUR DESTINY.
A KINGDOM OF FANGS, A KINGDOM OF FUR,
THE NIGHT BELONGS TO THE LYCAON CUR.
[PRE-CHORUS – INTENSE AND THREATENING, RISING WITH A SNARL]
THEY CAN RUN, BUT THEY CAN’T HIDE,
A LUPINE FURY THEY CAN’T ABIDE.
TONIGHT WE HUNT, TONIGHT WE REIGN,
ON HALLOWEEN, WE BREAK OUR CHAINS.
[CHORUS – POWERFUL AND FEROCIOUS, THE WOLVES’ WARCRY]
HOWL OF DOMINION, THE WOLVES ASCEND,
A WORLD CONSUMED BY THE BEASTLY END.
WE TAKE THE THRONE, WE CRUSH THE NIGHT,
UNDER BLOOD RED MOON, WE CLAIM OUR RIGHT.
THE VAMPIRES FALL, THE HUMANS SCREAM,
NO ONE SURVIVES THIS SAVAGE DREAM.
HALLOWEEN NIGHT, THE WORLD IN FEAR,
THE PACK TAKES OVER, THE END DRAWS NEAR.
[SECOND VERSE – VIOLENT AND RELENTLESS, THE HUNT IN FULL SWING]
THEY HIDE IN CASTLES, BEHIND THEIR GATES,
BUT THE BLOOD OF VAMPIRES FUEL OUR HATE.
WE RIP THROUGH SHADOW, WE TEAR THE DARK,
OUR FANGS FIND FLESH, WE LEAVE OUR MARK.
THE DEAD DON’T SCARE US, THE FANGED CAN DIE,
THE PACK RULES NOW, BENEATH THIS SKY.
WITH EVERY SNARL AND EVERY CLAW,
WE BREAK THE NIGHT, WE REWRITE LAW.
[BRIDGE – OMINOUS AND BUILDING, THE FINAL TAKEOVER]
THE WORLD IS OURS, A NIGHT IN BLOOD,
A FLOOD OF FURY, A VICIOUS FLOOD.
NO MORTAL LEFT, NO UNDEAD KING,
JUST WOLVES IN POWER, A SAVAGE SPRING.
WE ARE THE BEASTS WHO CANNOT FALL,
THE MOON OUR GOD, WE HEED THE CALL.
WITH EVERY HOWL, WE SEAL THEIR FATE,
THE WORLD IS OURS TO DOMINATE.
[BREAKDOWN – CRUSHING AND MERCILESS, THE WOLVES’ RAMPAGE]
FLESH AND BONE, TEAR AND BITE,
THE WORLD GOES BLACK IN OUR FRANTIC FIGHT.
THE VAMPIRES SCREAM, THEIR KINGDOM LOST,
THEY FACE OUR FURY, THEY PAY THE COST.
WITH EVERY SNARL AND EVERY STRIKE,
WE TURN THE NIGHT INTO OUR SPIKED PIKE.
THE FINAL HOUR, THE END IN SIGHT,
THE WORLD IS OURS, WE RULE THIS NIGHT.
[CHORUS – POWERFUL AND FEROCIOUS, THE WOLVES’ WARCRY]
HOWL OF DOMINION, THE WOLVES ASCEND,
A WORLD CONSUMED BY THE BEASTLY END.
WE TAKE THE THRONE, WE CRUSH THE NIGHT,
UNDER BLOOD RED MOON, WE CLAIM OUR RIGHT.
THE VAMPIRES FALL, THE HUMANS SCREAM,
NO ONE SURVIVES THIS SAVAGE DREAM.
HALLOWEEN NIGHT, THE WORLD IN FEAR,
THE PACK TAKES OVER, THE END DRAWS NEAR.
[OUTRO – VICTORY HOWLS, FADING INTO NIGHT]
AND AS THE MOON SINKS INTO THE DARK,
THE WORLD IS LEFT WITH OUR SAVAGE MARK.
THE VAMPIRES GONE, THE HUMANS STILL,
THE WORLD NOW BENDS TO THE WOLVES’ WILL.
IN THE END, WE STAND SUPREME,
THE PACK OF NIGHT, A BLOOD-FILLED DREAM.
ON HALLOWEEN NIGHT, WE TOOK OUR OWN,
THE WORLD IS OURS, THE NIGHT OUR THRONE.