I walk the path alone, the silence my only companion.
Pushed forward by a hunger no one can really explain to me.
I often wonder if it is in fact desire of fear.
An inner turmoil leading me to self destruction.

The path it splits before me, confusion freezes me in my steps.
A fear of darkness or of failure, Paralysis.
I feel the cold dark stare of unseen eyes watching my every move.
Creatures that lurk in shadows hiding from the pain of reality.
Their lust for blood is endless, their need to kill eternal.
My fear is growing stronger yet still I'm drawn to them
and into the cold black darkness where they hide.

The beasts have now captured me, I'm powerless to resist.
Like millions before me and millions more still to come.
Controlling my every move and haunting every thought.
My soul soul now belongs to them and I'll never be free.

The ritual has begun and I must participate.
The creatures enrapture me and force me to copulate.
Sadistical in their ways and devious in their thoughts,
They make me choose the one who will drain me of life.

Can there be no escape from this psychotic reality?
Why can I not resist my inner primitive urges?
This constant yearning always burning me, I can't escape it.
My mind and body overwhelmed by basic human desire.

In the cloak of the beasts we face our primal urges.
Confront the hidden darkness deep within your soul.
In the cloak of the beasts where fantasy is real.
Erase the line between desire and your fears.

In the cloak of the beasts our power has no limit.
We rise above the weakness of our human form.
In the cloak of the beasts the world is ours to conquer.
The human race shall tremble under our command.

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