Victims — текст песни (Crematory)

Soon I feel the power
Surging through my soul
I feel a hatred deep and pure
No bloodshed could console

Now the change becomes me
My terror grows within
And as I scream for vengeance
I start my life of sin

Seeking out my victims
Laughing at their pless
What care I when I am
The victim of lycantropy

Suddenly I sniff your scent
Your blood smells so sweet
I lust to feast upon your heart
And on your raw red meat

Springing from the shadows
I`m ripping out your brain
Your body flails in torment
And thrashes from the pain

Springing from the shadows
I`m ripping out your brain
Your body flails in torment
And thrashes from the pain

Seeking out my victims
Laughing at their pless
What care I when I am
The victim of lycantropy

Next time heed the warnings
When night comes soon
Don`t ever walk into wood
Beneath the full white moon