Curse of the Wolf

A pleasant warmth is filling my body

As appears the pallid full moon light

This night I release the beast

And I need to seize my share of life

Sharp fangs grow beyond my jaw

Pointed claws tear my fingers

My metamorphosis manhandles my entrails

But the power I feel justifies the pain

I got rid of my human disguise

The demon has escaped from its jail

A dark brown fur covers my skin

The deadly hunt begins now

I smell your blood I want to rip you alive

I run in the night like the dead himself

Cutting the throats, getting drunk on blood

I delightfully maim everyone in my path

My rage and my wrath have no end

Join my dance of Death

I prowl about the streets, reaping the life

Baying at the moon and its freezing light

At last I've recovered my true shape

I am the beast, free of all hindrance

But soon will come this damned eternal dawn Trapping again my lethal demon might

I don't want to be weak again

Unable to crush bones in my hands

I don't want to lose my strenght

Unable to grind skulls with my fist

I need taste of blood on my lips

And to read the fear in your eyes

The bestial warmth leaves my body

As the dawn tolls the knell of this night

Once again the wolf must give way

But its return is just a matter of time

All my being is slowly distorted

I'm writhing with pain on the ground

Which dark power plays with me

And has made of me this abomination

But each day I feel the wolf 's getting stronger

And soon I know it will break the curse.