my eyes are seeking through the nightens fog,
my nose stretches out and inhales the smell of flesh,
as i run through the mass, everyone gets into shock,
the hunters become the hunted, as i carve my claws into their bodies,
feed myself on their hearts, i take away life as a grimreaper,
the sensation, the adrenaline, nothing more i need,
as i am done feasting on their lifes i leave,
and run onto finding new helpless humans,
father, i have left mortality, i have transformed,
but father, forgive me for i like the beast i turned into,
the feeling of power, of foreverness takes me high,
no one can stop me down anymore now,
my stage no more is a man, my stage is lycan...
beware, for i take life away to feed...
lock your doors, for at nights i am outside...
searching...
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