Bloodlust - he's insane
The violent madness
Is boiling the blood in his veins
Fullmoon is shining bright
When his eyes turned to red
He must creep to the dead of the night

But he is damned to hunt the flesh of everyone
He is a victim of his heart that's made of stone

Pictures of hate
No one knows, if his claws are intended
For your own fate
Nightfall in the town
Take your last breath
When you feel that you're not alone

But he is damned to hunt the flesh of everyone
He is a victim of his heart that's made of stone

Here he comes alive
The madman with his knife
Here he comes alive to hunt you down

Here he comes alive
A monster in our eyes
Here he takes your life just for his own

I am the one who hunts him
In every fullmoon night
This criminal assassin
To night he will arise

But he is damned to hunt
The flesh of everyone
He is a victim of his heart
That's made of stone

Here he comes alive
The madman with his knife
Here he comes alive to hunt you down

Here he comes alive
A monster in our eyes
Here he takes your life just for his own

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