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My teeth grow and now crave flesh

I’m ripping out your throat

Claws which tear your skin to shreds

Protrude from my hands

My condition not a curse

Blessing unto man

Spreading my disease to those

Who survive my wrath

Fear the wolf

Cower ‘fore its might

It will kill

The lycan hunts at night

Try to hide

And it will hunt you down

You can’t run

While being torn apart

Digging claws into your ribs

And pulling out the veins

Entrails stuffed into my maw

Deliver death and pain

Screaming, mangled victim

Of my lust for flesh and blood

No chance of escaping me

The bestial lunatic