Bloodshed - Facebreaker

Hear the howling, fear the dark

The moon, the teeth, the claws

Hounds of hell, beast of prey

The sound of grinding jaws

Ripped, torn, soon you will transform

Ripped, torn, you will be reborn

Bloodshed and insanity

In a state of ecstasy

No chance of a normal life

You’re running with the pack

Every month when moon is full

The beast is coming back

Once torn, you take another form

Ripped, torn, repeatedly reborn

Lycanthrope

Blood and skin between your teeth

Dedicated to the flesh

Victims, torn, soon they will transform

Ripped, torn, they will be reborn

Bloodshed and insanity

In a state of ecstasy

Bloodshed and insanity

In a state of ecstasy