Paroles: Hour Of The Wolf. Waste Makes Waste. Black Blood.

We drink black blood and we fuck shit up. We can't get enough when we drink black blood. Getting wound up and it feels so good. It feels so good. We loose control as we come to embrace the hour of wolves, defeat the wolves bane. Getting wound up and it feels so good. Feels so good. Black blood running through my veins. I'll be drinking black blood until my dying days. I was drinking black blood. Pour the blood into my cup. We drink black blood and we fuck shit up. We can't get enough when we drink black blood. Getting wound up and it feels so good. It feels so good. We loose control and we don't give a fuck. All hell breaks loose when we drink black blood. Getting wound up and it feels so good. It feels so good