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 its about to pounce Misanthrope- theres 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 its 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 its going for the kill