By Son Of Evil

Bloody fangs, sharpened well.

Fiery eyes, from the bowels of hell.

Razor claws rip your flesh.

The smell of death, upon it's breath. . .

Full moon shines tonight.

The change will turn out your frightened light.

Beast of burden, you'll soon be.

Shattered remains, of your reality. . .

Bloody scars, upon your chest.

Remains of the stars crest.

Destroy, what you see.

Terror from the beast. . .