The man in me has died long ago. Only wolf remains. Late at night, the moonlight shows my hate. Bend my back, prepare for the change.
Thirteen pentagrams etched in the snow. With the blood of my only one. I never meant to rip out your spine. Oh, God no. What have I done?
So, I'll slice the tendons. Teeth like razors crack the bones. As I find myself alone once again. So I'll kill just as many as I can. Before the daylight breaks. And I become a man.
As I walk through the valley of eternal flame. Trying to find my way back home to you. But I know when I find you there. Your skin will be so cold and blue.
As you walk away. Remember this. Moonlight will decay In the abyss. I will fade away. Cease to exist. Until the end. I'll rot away.