Transformation

Boiling blood running through my veins
Stomach fluids splattered on my feet
Crumbling fragile meat

Lycanthropic instincts infecting the body
Am I human or some kind of mutant
The need to feed so unbearable
Nothing more than a twisted parable

Every step less myself
This stench of flesh
To devour is my will afresh

Shivers down my exposed spine
A tingling in the brain
I'm a part of a whole new strain
The reactor, cradle for life

Modifying genetic sequence
This is the birth of the false God
Sacrifices will be made in its name
Sustained way of pain

Time sinks the line of progress
Chemical changes paves the future
Body covered with deformed ligaments
Fleeing light of conscious