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
Whoah oh oh oh oh Whoah oh oh oh oh oh Hellbound children that go unseen Whoah oh oh oh oh oh Whoah oh oh oh oh oh 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
Whoah oh oh oh oh Whoah oh oh oh oh oh Hellbound children that go unseen Whoah oh oh oh oh oh Whoah oh oh oh oh oh Lost in the moment of lycanthropy
They can they? They can they? They can change their shape.
Whoah oh oh oh oh Whoah oh oh oh oh oh Hellbound children that go unseen Whoah oh oh oh oh oh Whoah oh oh oh oh oh Lost in the moment of lycanthropyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
