lykantrophobia

tiredness and motionless
too tired to work at day
no hunger, satisfied from the night
lack of energy, the sun steals your power

bestial instict deep inside
you're awaiting the dawn
again the moon rises
your nightmare starts again

when the night comes down
when instinct rules your senses
lykantrophobia -
the greed for flesh and blood
lykantrophobia -
others pain is your desire

her female attraction caught your mind
her fragrance and her curves
the smell of flesh and blodd
you must have her in your claws

you love her an demand her
she's screaming in lust
lust or horror
only the moon withness

when the night comes down
when instinct rules your senses
lykantrophobia -
the greed for flesh and blood
lykantrophobia -
others pain is your desire