Atrocities

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"Atrocities"


Artist: Pandemonic
Album: Ravenous
Genre: Thrash metal
Released: 2002
Songs from Ravenous
"Cursed" "Atrocities" "The Scent of Fear"


"Atrocities" is a song from "werewolf metal" thrash band Pandemonic, featured on their EP Ravenous. The lyrics roughly detail the historic account of the German werewolf Peter Stubbe.

Lyrics

In high Germany, the 16th century
A man called Peeter was brought up, practicing wicked deeds
From the age of twelve his sinister mind would delve
Into areas inclined towards profounder cruelties
Great was his desire to take his nature higher
So he sought to, in demonic shape, commit greater acts of malice
Thus, granted unto him a strap made of wolf skin
So that as a wolf his evil ways now could practice

Not even the light of day would keep this wolf at bay
As every woman, man or innocent child
Would find themselves being prey

And so the Devil did see in him
A fitting tool with a sinister whim
Like a demonic bloodletting storm
Throughout this realm could perform
Vile acts of cruelty and murder
And thus refine his atrocities further
To roam the fields in a werewolf disguise
Dealing out his neighbors' demise

Promised by the dark one that to his cold heart's full content
He now could carry out his cruel pastime of death and moral descent

And so the Devil did see in him
A fitting tool with a sinister whim
Like a demonic bloodletting storm
Throughout this realm could perform
Vile acts of cruelty and murder
And thus refine his atrocities further
To roam the fields in a werewolf disguise
Dealing out his neighbors' demise

Thus it did begin, his atrocious life of sin
Throughout five and twenty years of time his neighbors he'd kill
People he'd meet he courteously would greet
Contemplating where or when he their precious blood could spill
Even his own boy, his heartfelt pride and joy
Would eventually be lured out - then subsequently slain
For though he was his father, who loved him, he would rather
Concede to the craving need to glut upon his brain

Not even the light of day would keep this wolf at bay[1]

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