Slowly rising hatred, increasing every day
Everything is shaded a lycanthropic grey
A predatory urge to kill within every single ounce
The inner wolf has been unleashed and it's about to pounce
Misanthrope - there's no hope
Lycanthrope - I've become a wolf
The wolf can be beaten but it cannot be tamed
The apocalyptic moment when the wolf breaks off it's chains
The roles have finally been reversed between predator and prey
From this path of wolven hatred I will never ever stray
In the frozen forest hunts the solitary pack
To quench the gnawing bloodlust, the hungry
wolves attack
Insatiably thirsty for the blood about to spill
The starving wolfpack circles and it's going for the kill

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