A thousand eyes behind the neon haze
Size up their quarry with a predator's gaze
The moonlight drips like a wound in the sky
And the scent of blood stirs their primal insides
Wolves in grey slacks
Study the movements, study the movements
Watching the girls with prurient interest
Drink the potion, drink the potion
Make the kill with no emotion
There's a hunger that gnaws and can never be sated
By the jagged maw of the violence district
I point the finger but I'm no different
Flickering teeth pierce the skin of the night
Carnivorous stars froth in frenzied delight
The moonlight curls like a grin in the sky
In the city's throat swells a stifled cry
Wolves with blank masks
Vile intentions, vile intentions
Lurk beneath ornate deceptions
Close the distance, close the distance
Lure the prey with feigned affections
The rotting yolk of the soft-boiled moon
Infects the air on the pale horizon
I open my mouth but there is silence
Study the movements, study the movements
Watching the girls with prurient interest
Drown the conscience, drown the conscience
Sink their fangs with depraved indifference
The silver tendrils of a pregnant moon
Smother the streets in a poison cocoon
There's a hunger that gnaws and can never be sated
By the jagged maw of the violence district
I point the finger but I'm no different
At the heart of the cosmic abode
Is a yawning black hole
A spider devouring her young
This is the only god that we know