Cold showers under a winter moon
The hour of witching has yet to resume
Departed, the light of dusk remains not
Hunger, hate, malice will consume
Murder most horrid bile, skin and bone
Limb from limb, your fragile structure is torn
Pain, no mercy out for blood
The jaws of death seal shut
He reaps the earth of mortal rot he reduces scum to dust
Carnage does not befoul his mind with hunger and with skill
Victim he must find
The kill in sight, all anger sears
No bounds hold back this monstrosity
Violent times, violent measures
Pain, no mercy out for blood
The jaws of death seal shut
Reaction to the volatile will be swift
This sting of inhuman suffering you shall know agony
And you shall know decay
