The Werewolf Bride Lyrics

The frail light of midsummer’s eve
The god-fearing and the pious sleep
Hour of witches and demons breaks
The lackeys of Satan
In the woods await

Forgetting the Christ
And the word of God
Forsaking the parish
And the cleric’s rod
She hearkens to call
From beyond the trees
Yearning to run with the wolves
Through dusk and breeze

Will you come with me…

Will you come with me?
To the marshes
Will you come with me?
My maiden fair

Where the cloudberries
And rowans grow
Will-of-the-wisp above
The brackens glows
Vipers sway around the azure flames
She enclothes the wolfskin
And falls in shades

Here in the nightside
The fangs grow sharp
Here in the twilight
The claws tear deep
Strong like the north wind,
they race through the mires
Lust of the flesh gleaming
In their blazing eyes

Will you come with me…

Will you come with me?
To the marshes
Will you come with me?
My maiden fair

To where no bells toll
To where no chains leash
Come taste the foal’s blood
Revel in ecstasy

And there in the heart
Of ulterior darkness
The woods now shudder
And colossal wings
Spread out to embrace her
And hide from the sight of god

Unearthly bliss is shed upon her
Unknown to mortal men
And she becomes the dew
On the leaves
The silent humming in treetops

A beast’s heart
Unfettered soul