The wolves watch and wait as their prey wander aimlessly

Heedless of what is to be, all so damning and foreboding

An animalistic grin forms on their lips as they prepare themselves

With a final howl at the waning sun of mankind, they launch towards the throats of men

Entities of their own creation

Turn against the hand that feeds

A full moon is over the scene undescribable

Unprovoked is the nature of their kill

A feeding frenzy turns the tide of the world

Puffs of snow turn crimson and visceral

Against malcreation the nature does turn

Violation of evolution they churn

Now the wolves switch their attention

A yellow orb eyes at your face

Snarling its victory of man

And in seconds the wolves are gone

Crawl out of the shadows

Show us your cowardly face

A howl in the midnight world

Warns you of the coming storm

Awoken has that which you shouldn't have awoken

A presence to spell the doom

Exordium of our conclusion

Irreversible course on a path of no return

See a light so inviting at the end

Adrift in the middle of a vortex of snow

Only to awaken to hear them growl

Here you are on the run again

Ignorant of the things you've done

The lupine jaws snap at your heels

Even in your dreams you feel the chills

And so it goes on and on, never at peace after dawn

Forever cursed to your form

The pack is calling in to mourn

Abomination of steel, wolf and man, the irony of fate is grand