You’re the hunter in the night
The prowler lurking in obscurity
Rabid hellhound, scion of Cerberus
Hellbound pilgrim on the Left-Hand Path

You prey on an unknowing victim
Follow her each and every step
The swing of her hips arouses your beastly libido
The scent of her distress whets your predator instinct

Startled, she looks back
Sensing the imminence of the wolf’s attack
The clouds gather over the forlorn urban landscape
No point in running, wench! There’s no escape...

A ghastly death scream echoes through the deserted streets
Just before you carve a gash into her throat
The murky alley bears testimony to one more werewolf hunt
The complacent moon witnesses one more lycanthropic rite

Fenrir’s brood’s yearning for blood is quenched
Until the advent of the next crimson full moon
A mutilated carcass lies as a token
Of the lupine brethren's dismal fierceness

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