(Music 0 Azagthoth/Lyrics 0 Vincent)Weak aside – no place for those our struggleLeaves behindOur Lord won¹t tolerate those whom throughAttrition fallWe must dominate !With iron through our veins and a will made so eliteHunting for our daily bread and the sinister close in sightHunger always drives the beast and the women fall preyLeading all the wonderers to certain fateAnother victim reviledI¹m staring at you through the eyes of the wolf