Of wolven breed I am and this creature am I
We're drawing down the Moon asunder crimson skies
Bereft with lust for the kill and pack loyalties
We are the brood, we are the few
Moving black, swift and sleak

Stalking and shapeshifting once again
As the disease grips at my skin
Werebeasts capable with claw and teeth
We hunger for human blood

Hellbound children that go unseen
Lost in the moment of lycanthropy

The air is thick with intent as the hunt draws near
Manimals of deadly strength, knowing no fear
Incensed affixed by the Moon full behind the trees
We tear away at your flesh in mass carnality

Stalking and shapeshifting once again
As the disease grips at my skin
Werebeasts capable with claw and teeth
We hunger for human blood

Hellbound children that go unseen
Lost in the moment of lycanthropy

They can they? They can they?
They can change their shape
They can they? They can they?
They can change their shape
They can they? They can they?
They can change their shape
They can they? They can they?
They can change their shape

Hellbound children that go unseen
Lost in the moment of lycanthropy
Hellbound children that go unseen
Lost in the moment of lycanthropy