Banished from my tomb, From the silent darkness, I came on dirt, To make the innocent cry! My scream is a howl Of mournful hatred! Mangy grin - savage torment. When the petrified moon Arise on the nightly sky, Like the reaper - starring eyes, Within them - pits of hell, Mirror - reflecting temptation. Haunted by past lives, I commit murder without sorry, Stick the claws and teeth, In the throat of victims, I feel they're agony roaring. How nice the look Drowned in a blood puddle. Disappearing in the shadows, I care the curse of immortality, Trapped in a half-wolf body. Instigating and malicious.