Wolftribe

"Only we, we spirits who become free, have the presuppositions for

understanding something that nineteen centuries have misunderstood: that

integrity which, having become instinct and passion, wages war against the

"holy lie" even more than against any other lie"

Lardy-dardy god

And his son- the Bastard One

All misgovernment of the light

And followers, the lambs

Now are the history

Of our ferocious world

We are the wolftribe

We hereby evoke

New Kingdom of Might

Restitution of laws

Eternal Quest

Amongst the ruins

From wood of cross

To tree of Elhaz

We re- evolve

Exerting free will for chosen

We grip them by the throats

Groans of pain are the melody

From our dreams

Heaven, the rubbish- shoot

For pestilence

Lardy-dardy god

And his son- the Bastard One

All misgovernment of the light

And followers - the lambs

Now are the history

Of our ferocious world

We are the Wolftribe

Ruckle of fools

Mob in trepidation