Lost in this obscure forest,
Just lighted by the silver moon,
I heard the howlings of wolwes,
Then I understood their message.
The war against the wold of living was declared
And will necessarily end with a flood of blood.
Then I descrieb a vision of a new world ?
A different world, a purest world.
Lying in this deepest vast forest,
I was dreaming of a new age,
When my brother wolf calld me,
To take part of their last crusade.
Now wolf are ready to fight,
And their red eyes are full of hate.
The commun run of mankind must tremble,
Cause the end of the world is near.