Beasts

Lurking under the moonlight.
Haunting with their hopeless cry.
Looking for a living meal, to kill and bite.

Our pack is our might.
Alone, we cannot fight.
All I need is a second, an oversight.

Your blood will spill tonight.
Lacerated and torn apart.
You'll feed our entire pack.

The cold night is our friend.
In our jaws, you'll find your end.
Don't worth fight, just accept the pain.

We're starving for a long time.
The cruel winter is not kind.
We need to feed, feed to survive.

We have to stay strong.
Strong enough to carry on.
Foolish men, thinks that they'll endure alone.

One by one, they'll low their guard
And our fangs will work hard.
This night there's no fire that can save them.

We are hungry and you are meat.
This is our game, and we always win.
The pack is ready, this time you'll not escape.

The thrill of the kill.
Killing for survive until the end.
Endure the winter's chill.
The blood is hot and feeds our strenght.
Our fangs are sharp as steel.
Stealing the life running through your veins.
Your worst nightmare becomes real. Oh, so real...
When beasts have to feed, means you're dead.


Don't get into their trail.
Always keep the fire burning.
Don't walk alone around here.
Or you'll regret deeply.

The thrill of the kill.
Killing for survive until the end.
Endure the winter's chill.
The blood is hot and feeds our strenght.
Our fangs are sharp as steel.
Stealing the life running through your veins.
Your worst nightmare becomes real. Oh, so real...
Oh god so real.
When beasts have to feed, means you're dead.