Werewolf Called Want

breakin the shackles...breakin the chains...breakin the bars that kept him enslaved running with the devil till the break of day chased like a rabbit until he's caught howling hells song...a werewolf called want full moon rising and it turns blood red like a ravenous raven...better off dead filled with desire the darkness overflows just a prowling predator with nowhere to go the cancer comes slow and fills fast with fury passion for prey...they scatter and they scurry the judge and the jury...wearing the black robe of death...torments and taunts howling hells song...a werewolf called want dancing with the devil in a river of rage...victims get bit and victors get slain on a sadistic stage the violins play on time to pay the fiddler as the silver sickle swings a monster to mouse...a lion to lamb tables get turned like ticking clock hands still nothing lasts forever...the right or the wrong now streaming tears to satan still howling hells song...rest in peace eternal beast...that werewolf called want anthony_beesley@yahoo.com