It gets to the point where
You become so tired
OF fighting your nature
Give into the change dear
Starts to take control
Its part of your soul
Bend to contort
Oh, you're gonna have your fill
Look here's your fate
Make no mistake
Howl your heart out, beast foul, and bare your fangs
You're a mangy thang
And the screams you inspire
Start a fire
Oh, the screams
Drip-red maw, head-sized paw, fear-drenched claw
Ate them raw, they're no more
You're their worst dream
Picked their bones clean
But they were tempting
So mouthwatering
Spoken: An exquisite delight, keep up your appetite, one more succulent bite
We're wilding out tonight
What could be more perfect than this moment
Moon is bright in the sky, almost golden
And the night, the darkest, blackest night
It's the coldest
Got them running right to their front doors
They're so scared, filled with fear, oh its gorgeous
Raise their hairs, they're unaware
Eyes are focused
From the shadows you slink and you scowl
Permanently always on the prowl
They'll ask "who who's there" like an owl
This' who you'll devour
Hear their heart stop
Then jumpstarts run
Run
Go and get them
Half the fun lies in the chase
Make em your prey
Frantically, terrified, running away
Fleeing the scene, one major thing they're forgetting
Nose so sharp you can sniff em out from miles away
No matter how they hide and pray, beg and plead
How they love to tug at strings
But I have no heart, one with the dark
They'll get no sympathy
When I feed
It's taken control
Now part of my soul
Bent. To it contort
But have I had my fill
Look here's my fate
Make no mistake
Howl my heart out, beast foul, and bare my fangs
Oh, I've had my fill
But one more murderous thrill
A little more blood to be spilled
Night air has been a chill
Chill, chill, chilling time
Time to be alive
Not many survive
What do I spy
Headed to the house on the hill
This group that just won't sit still
And I'll be there to greet them, I will
A promise that I will fulfill
It's faith I instill or fear that's the real
Find me huffing, puffing on the doorsill
I am not bluffing, keep it a bill
The way that I slaughter, consider a skill
But til next time, until