Menaced

At uncle's grave,

Wind gently reveals his force to me.

He's just aproaching...

I feel cold.

All's so horrible...

That even Jesus hides away.

Shape's hung over his broken cross.

Hey!

I'm your death.

Venom of rotten bodies

Cuts temples

Eats my lips, hair and eyes.

Geat's horn rises on my head.

Who am I?

I've got vision and fur of wolf

Like my uncle who lies in grave.

Does the same

Does the same

The same end.

Does the same

Wait for me?

He was once put to death

Using wooden peg.

Does the same

Does the same

The same end.

Does the same

Wait for me?

He was once put to death

I'll have revenge now.

At uncle's grave.

Wind gently reveals old verse to me.

Verse for magic

Key for death.

Cock has just crowed

From that minute

My hunt began

So yau people be aware.