Lycantrophy

Cursed by an ancient evil
Chosen as a gift of darkness
A power inside is asking
To release out from his domains
Unleashing an unknown power
An unknown force ever seen

As the night falls and Sun disappear
The Moon is getting full and bright
An uncontrolable force of burning
Inside his holy, inside his soul
Something uncomprehensibe
Something full of anger and hate

Something like a very hungry wolf
Hungry for flesh, hungry for blood
His soul is turning so weak
His body is turning to tired and worthless
He cannot resist, be cannot run
This is curse, this is his destiny

A beast was a very angry
Full of power, full of desiries
Demonic tury will lead the beast
People will be its its meat and vish
An ancient power of dakness
Was released from a man to a beast