The pack riots in the wild
Growling in the wind, the storm
Black magic forms black curtains
The fires still dancing there
War drums filling the heavens
Announce the last of the blessed
The last of the unholy bright
She’s the bringer of power.
An Inferno flaming down so cold.
She’s the bringer of power.
Enough swallowed to explode.
Raised by Dogs and Bastards
Tormented by impulsive masters
Shaped by total disasters
Wanna’ break out
In a hole - middle of nowhere,
crawling on the knees
It’s got no compassion
It’s got no remorse
No white feather
No endless force
She’s the bringer of power
An Inferno flaming down so cold
She’s the bringer of power
Enough swallowed to explode
Inner aggression in the mind
Raging, hating, fury, blind
Inner hate takes over control
Gonna go berserk after all