Dreamer, oh how she cast the spell
Deceiver, for her he'd live in hell
He would sell his soul and walk into the unknown
Midnight, alone in the ring of stones
Moonlight, always so bright and cold
The deal is made when the moon is full
Oh yeah
When he will change from a man into wolf again
No going back
The deal is made and now he must pay
- Victory, On The Lose
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