Fangs Delight
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Once a month it is playtime!

Fangs Delight

A month had passed since she showed her cratered face Light from the sun made her shine with such grace

A month had passed since she showed her cratered face Light from the sun made her shine with such grace He longed for her presence and she was finally here On this night can he be free and cry without any fear

Shed the skin that he carries heavy everyday Give in to the lust for blood in every single way

Shed the skin that he carries heavy everyday Give in to the lust for blood in every single way Devour any creature that comes across his path Sink his fangs in to their flesh, soaking in blood's bath

Let his snout extend and hair fully grow Get down on all fours and let red eyes forever glow

Let his snout extend and hair fully grow Get down on all fours and let red eyes forever glow For his queen does he take, one life at a time Gorging on raw meat, a fresh taste that's so sublime

A monthly ritual he performs, with eager willing does he accept Seeming like an age, an eternity he has slept

A monthly ritual he performs, with eager willing does he accept Seeming like an age, an eternity he has slept An insatiable hunger taunts his every thought The streets are his playground, and humans to be caught

Tracking every movement as he sniffs out his prey Fangs ever ready, to rip apart a wandering stray

Tracking every movement as he sniffs out his prey Fangs ever ready, to rip apart a wandering stray A night of sacrifice, to his queen high in the sky She is his muse, so the beast can never die

The scent of warm blood sings his name Guiding to his victim like a moth to a flame

The scent of warm blood sings his name Guiding to his victim like a moth to a flame He will never burn, the fangs are too sharp Chomping to the bone, fulfilling his cold, dark heart

With every kill, he howls it to the moon

With every kill, he howls it to the moon The werewolf that he is, will be coming to your town soon!

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