Текст песни Staring at the Werewolf Corps - Devilment

Staring at the Werewolf Corps

Staring at the Werewolf Corps\nMadness\nCrawling through my veins\nI’m tasting blood again\nThe fallen lamb\nIn darkness\nThis heartache leaves a stain\nAnd I wear this mask of Cain\nFor I am damned\nI’m the last line of defence\nThe raw nerve twitching, spider sense\nI break the fingers that alert me you are\nClosing in there\nI’m the bastard present tense\nMy teeth are bared and eyes intense\nAnd I will linger on inert, before your hurt’s\nA closing in, yeah\nRashness\nThe young mistress of fear\nCavorts her pleasures here\nYou make the move\nNot fastest\nFar from the shadow’s grasp\nMy fury paints bloodbath\nAcross the moon\nI’m the exit straight to death\nNo way out and nothing fucking less\nI am the royal guard to great unspoiled\nThings there\nI’m the final line of sight\nThe stay between you and the prize\nI am the loyal minister boiling in the coiled\nWings, yeah\nDefrost me\nI’m the weird jackal -reared inhuman, Entity\nDon’t cross me\nI’m a psychopathic graphic one beast war\nAccosted with fright, fingers over bite\nThe night delights in lost identity\nAnd while you’re wond' ring ‘what for'\nConscripts…\nYou’re staring at the werewolf corps\nHere in the dark\nI drain your pained remaining tears\nHere sated hunger gasps\nWith the succour of velvet dreams\nAnd, here like the past\nDesire is bound to my grasped covenant\nAnd down here in the dark\nI aspire to make you all scream\nScream!