Lyrics

Bathed in monthly cycles
The herald of Woden rejoices
My limbs burst with immeasurable strength
My flesh writhes with gruesome madness

Woden’s power streams through my veins
A fierce liquid no man has tasted
My serpent-like fangs sharpen
Bringing forth the lordly scourge

Shining limbs ‘neath pitch-black hide
Ripping flesh of man
Daybreak rider the wild beast turns
Leaving behind its deed

Each new day the beast must shine out
Speaking with a ferocious tongue
Woden’s servant untamed and wild
Has always bathed in sweet cycles

Bestial lust thrives through brutal outpourings
Releasing a kinship no man can divide