Of wolven breed I am and this creature am I   We're drawing down the moon asunder crimson skies   Bereft with lust for the kill and pack loyalties   We are the brood, we are the few, moving black, swift and sleak...   (bridge)   Stalking and shapeshifting once again   As the disease grips at my skin   Werebeasts capable with claw and teeth   We hunger for human blood   (chorus)   Whoah oh oh oh oh Whoah oh oh oh oh oh   Hellbound children that go unseen   Whoah oh oh oh oh oh Whoah oh oh oh oh oh   Lost in the moment of lycanthropy      The air is thick with intent as the hunt draws near   Manimals of deadly strength, knowing no fear   Incensed affixed by the moon full behind the trees   We tear away at your flesh in mass carnality   (bridge)   (chorus)   (break)   They can they?   They can they?   They can change their shape (x4)      (chorus)   (repeat chorus)