To Make Wolves Of Men

To make wolves of men
To serve the one who feeds
Seething fires
That shake foundations

Bring the storm of decay
Insects in clouds of hunger
Breathe in the ancient fumes
Which once buried worlds

For those with dragon's blood
Residing in their veins
Seek to master now this world
That very storm is unleashed

To make wolves of men
With wild frozen eyes
Piercing through the flesh
With pestilence at heart

To make wolves of men
As the abyss settles on
To make wolves of men
As darkness dawns