Hear the howling, fear the dark
The moon, the teeth, the claws
Hounds of hell, beast of prey
The sound of grinding jaws
Ripped, torn, soon you will transform
Ripped, torn, you will be reborn
Bloodshed and insanity
In a state of ecstasy
No chance of a normal life
You’re running with the pack
Every month when moon is full
The beast is coming back
Once torn, you take another form
Ripped, torn, repeatedly reborn
Lycanthrope
Blood and skin between your teeth
Dedicated to the flesh
Victims, torn, soon they will transform
Ripped, torn, they will be reborn
Bloodshed and insanity
In a state of ecstasy
Bloodshed and insanity
In a state of ecstasy

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