I Versipellis
Frothing at the canine growl
Permanently stained red with blood
This befouled carcass
Truly quenched thy hunger
Nevertheless
Two more moons until I hunt again
Two more moons
I scour the nocturnal realm
For the thrill of the kill
Compulsive I progress through the forest
To cure this ancient condition
A brand new form when I mutate
Becoming one with the damned
Demonic divine manipulation
The natural satellite orbits back
Look in my pale and listless gaze
My lycanthropy awakens within again
This recurrent medieval affliction
I authorize the purging process
Sever the vein and drain my blood
Another failed attempt to cure myself
Devise the cleansing
I Versipellis, wise wilted and
Withered from failed executions
Desiccated optics hinder my perception
From the distance, hear my existence
Through my doleful cry
Immortal being, through murder
I witness infinite moons
Sever the vein and drain my blood
Another failed attempt to cure myself
Devise the cleansing
Sever the vein and drain my blood
Another failed attempt to cure myself
Cursed to outlive infinite moons
