(Lyrics by Caleb Bingham with additions by Heino Brand)

Werewolves
Werewolves

White fur - A most noble breed
Anger - The lycanthrope’s creed
Hunger - He’s longing to feed
Terror - He will make you bleed

On the prowl - Searching for elven warriors to fight
Hear him howl - Shrieking horror in the night

Fear the Lord of the Werewolves - In Tol Sirion doth he dwell
Rushing down from its keep - Storming forth through its gates
Come his hounds of hell

As the sun sets on a dark winter day
He’s listening from miles away
He can hear every word you say
Silently he’s stalking his prey

On the prowl - Searching for elven warriors to fight
Hear him howl - Shrieking horror in the night

Fear the Lord of the Werewolves - Sire of great Carcharoth
Lurking in the shadows - For eternity
He serves Morgoth

Fear the Lord of the Werewolves - In Tol Sirion doth he dwell
Rushing down from its keep - Storming forth through its gates
Come his hounds of hell

(Solo - Jori Haukio)

On the prowl - Searching for elven warriors to fight
Hear him howl - Shrieking horror in the night

Fear the Lord of the Werewolves - In Tol Sirion doth he dwell
Rushing down from its keep - Storming forth through its gates
Come his hounds of hell

Fear the Lord of the Werewolves - Sire of great Carcharoth
Lurking in the shadows - For eternity
He serves Morgoth

Now the sun begins to rise
Everyone can hear their cries
The hounds have claimed their prize
They rejoice as the elven king dies