As I look up I see the full moon rise.
It's glorious curse reflecting in my eyes.
A hunter I am, Beast of the night.
A howl pierces the air to begin his plight.
The change has begun.

As the smell of blood wakes an ancient lust,
the urge to kill becomes a must.
As I sense bitter guilt sleeping there,
the smellof death soon fills the air.
Full moon hunter!

I see him sleeping there, oh enemy of mine.
Bitter guilt, sweet hate, fall to my unholy crime.
teeth snap, blood sprays, sweet revenge is served.
Oh Dearly Hated, you should have never been a perv!
You're mine!


As the smell of blood wakes an ancient lust,
the urge to kill becomes a must.
As I sense bitter guilt sleeping there,
the smellof death soon fills the air.
Full moon hunter!

At last the need for vengeance is filled.
And my Dearly Hated's blood is spilled.
At last I can sleep in peace,
knowing that he is deceased.
I howl in victory.


As the smell of blood wakes an ancient lust,
the urge to kill becomes a must.
As I sense bitter guilt sleeping there,
the smellof death soon fills the air.
I have killed.