
**Intro – whispered ritual / industrial drones]** *By candle flame and silver thread,* *the old songs rise among the dead...* *The moon remembers every name,* *the wolf awakens, born of pain...* **[Verse 1]** Under the blackened Carpathian sky, where wandering fires and ravens fly, the Romani tales of the midnight road speak of a curse that the bloodlines hold. A man by day, a beast by night, a soul divided beneath moonlight, with iron charms and a wolfskin crown, he walks where the lost are never found. The elders whisper by the fire, of ancient spirits and dark desire, a silver coin, a broken chain, a howl that echoes through the rain. **[Pre-Chorus – rising distorted guitars]** Hear the drums of the forest calling... Hear the footsteps of the fallen crawling... The moon paints shadows across the land, the beast returns at fate's command. **[Chorus – massive industrial groove]** **Run with the wolves beneath the crimson moon,** **dance with the ghosts of the midnight rune.** **Gypsy fires burn, but the curse remains,** **a heart of man trapped inside the fangs.** **Howl!** Through the valleys, through the night, **Howl!** Ancient hunger, endless fight. The wolf is calling from beyond the grave, a soul enslaved that cannot be saved. **[Verse 2 – mechanical drums / dark synth]** Black scarves dancing in the firelight, fortune tellers read the coming night. Cards reveal what the spirits know, a beast within that will never let go. The fiddle cries with a haunted sound, as thunder shakes the burial ground. A silver blade and a whispered prayer, cannot erase the wolf that's there. From village roads to forgotten stones, the cursed ones wander far from home. Forever searching, forever torn, between the man and the monster born. **[Bridge – slow gothic breakdown]** *(whispered)* "Do not fear the creature's face..." "Fear the sorrow it must embrace..." **[Heavy breakdown]** Chains break! Bones bend! The night begins again! Blood moon rising! The spirits sing! The beast awakens beneath everything! **[Final Chorus – choir + industrial metal]** **Run with the wolves beneath the crimson moon,** **where lost souls gather and the dead commune.** **Ancient gypsy legends carved into stone,** **tell of the wolf who walks alone.** **Howl!** Let the forest hear your name! **Howl!** Feed the fire, embrace the flame! The moon will fade, the dawn will come, but the wolf inside will never run. **[Outro – fading violin and whispers]** *The fire dies...* *The drums grow still...* *But somewhere beyond the distant hill...* *A lone wolf cries...* *and the old curse lives...*

