Shapeshift

A full moon rising awakens a prowling heart

Hunger consumes a primitive soul in the night
Senses are reeling from the chill of darkness

A tempting urge dwells in these empty eyes
Lupine spirit, poised to hunt its feeble prey
Fallen lamb's fate, sentenced to its demise

This predator's wrath will shake the Earth

Bedeviled compulsion, crouched on all fours
Sharp claws carve out its own impelling rage
Indomitable impulses drive a passion to kill

Instincts embrace a savage calling once again

Yearning for the sweetness of blood to flow
Voracity will douse the flame of mortal life
Cravings long to be released from deep inside

As the curse of the beast escapes a lonely den
Screams can be heard riding a sinful evening
Terror runs down thine back, faith is left behind
Torment breeds, hostage to this evil blessing

Beware, a shifter is born to feed upon the world