[Intro][Haunting]
Yeah! Gilneas—where the moon rides high
When the fangs come out, we run with that savage cry
Howl!
**[Verse 1]**
Straight outta Gilneas, I was raised by the storm
Cursed blood in my veins, shape-shiftin’ the norm
Tore through the shadows, eyes burnin’ with rage
Can’t cage this beast, I’m howlin’ from the stage
It’s that primal aggression, that quicksilver mania
Look into my eyes, see the Wolf strain containin’ ya
I got claws for the cause, the Alliance got the grit
Once cursed, now allied—still we’re never gonna quit
[Fast Rap]
When the full moon glows, I let the bestial side break
All those top-hat illusions? That was then—this is fate
Got that snarl in my throat, big bite in my bark
Runnin’ wild through the night, swift, deadly, and dark
**[Chorus]**
**We are the Worgen—resilient, vicious**
Moonlit fang, unstoppable ambitions
**We are the Worgen—battling within**
Cursed but proud—let the savage begin
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**[Verse 2]**
Feelin’ that hunger, can’t bury it deep
But I harness that power, give the Horde reason to weep
I’m from a kingdom once walled off, hidden from sight
Isolation fed the plague—now we’re ready to fight
[double-time]
I’m spittin’ at a rate insane, in vain you try to contain my domain
Razor-sharp tactics remain, I reign unleashed through the pain
Torn between civility and feral hostility
But you push me too far, taste my animosity
Slashin’ that steel, fueled by primal might
When I drop that Gate of Gilneas, I’m unleashin’ the night
Ain’t no silver bullet hittin’ unless your aim is precise
We’re the twisted children of the curse, born under moonlight
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**[Bridge]**
[Beat Drops]
Tread softly when you enter the blackened land
Feral hearts, cunning minds—don’t you misunderstand
(*Low growl*)
We turned the curse into a creed, adversity into pride
We hold the line for the Alliance—Gilneas allied
**[Chorus]**
**We are the Worgen—resilient, vicious**
Moonlit fang, unstoppable ambitions
**We are the Worgen—battling within**
Cursed but proud—let the savage begin
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**[Verse 3]**
From harvest witches to the streets all cracked
We rose from despair, put Gilneas on the map
(*Machine-gun flow*)
Senses so sharp, that ephemeral spark
We prowl in the gloom, every move leaves a mark
No cloak can hide the beast that thrives inside
But we synergy with cunning, let the Wolf and mind collide
Guardians of the night, unchained from the gate
Through fang and claw, we rewrite our fate
*ROAR!*
Now the pack stands strong, watch the Legion or Horde
We’ll snap at any threat, that’s the Gilnean chord
So when you hear that fierce growl in the hush of the gloom
Recognize that Worgen rage—howlin’ at the moon!
