If one looks like a human in the light of day,
The human flesh may be a trick to hide the beast of prey.
So good, so right, to let me inside.
Did I deny my own kind?
Is that the darkness in my heart? My mind is cold and bleak,
A hunger for blood, a lust for flesh to seek.
So bad, so wrong, the future is well known -
Until the dawn I stalk alone.
For us, no mercy and no regret.
For you, no mercy and no regret.
Don’t deny it!
We all have sometimes many layers.
The High and Mighty hear no prayers.
There is no mercy, don't you hate this?
So good, so right, to let me inside,
Did I deny the prey will always die?
So bad, so wrong, the future is well known
Until the dawn I stalk alone.
Lycanthropy
© Copyright: Илья Корнейчук, 2012
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