His face is blank of all emotion,
His eyes pierce the dark like those of wolves,
He is seen only at night, when he is most hungry,
When the moon is laughing, you should be afraid,

He is swift in the shadows, we can't track his motion,
His teeth reflect the Hell he's seen, in stillness, they seem to move,
The stars act as your angels, but even they grow angry,
Keep them bright, he can't move in their gaze,

His growls haunt the world, they've shattered ground before,
His wicked tail snaps bones as if they were made of glass,
Evil reigns supreme where light is scared to tread,
His fire scorches every inch of earth that doesn't shimmer,

This thing that watches you chills you to the core,
Wretched claws hold you tight, you stepped from light's grasp,
Pray that the savior, the sun, wakes before you've bled,
But the sun is frozen in time, ashamed of all us sinners.