Bloodwyrd - Slaughtering the Self-Chosen

Slaughtering the Self-Chosen

Music by Noctulius (November 2019)
Lyrics by Noctulius (February 2024)

I charge through the night with wolven speed
A black-clad forsaken, with a hunger for the blood of a self-chosen one
What a wonderful night to slaughter weakness in the moonlight

A raving lunatic I've become
A dark metamorphosis, lycanthropy of sorts
To evoke such hatred upon my enemy
I unleash the power of the thunderhammer

Can you hear the funeral dirge?
My organ plays its melody now
A portent lament for a soon-ended life

I'm alive with the night, lurking in the dark
With the countenance of a goblin, my enemy approaches
Ghostly strikes from the shadows, a sinister culling
As I reclaim the nobility of my pagan blood

Can you hear the funeral dirge?
My organ plays its melody now
A mocking lament for a now-ended kike

Die, kike, die!