Her pale face rising and I feel a change Comes on in waves, blood boils in veins. Am I reaction or coincidence? I'm still coming after you. A new breed forming - and the werecat prowls the night.
Hear the mournful cries of the hounds on my trail. I cannot fail, cat out of hell. Vengeance is mine, the time has come tonight. Forever falling, bathed in a sea of lunar light.