The Moonlight Glittered Upon The Snow

[originally by Sorath] Oh, the night rises again, I feel the beast possess me, Stimulation of bestial desire, way of the wolf is my oath I prepare for a hunt of human life Ritual prepared, master satan, grant me the powers of the wolf Wolfskin belt is given, succubus, rape my flesh and gather the Blackest lust I feel the pain and suffering of the innocent child, As the flesh is torn and the blood is shed The night has teeth, as many humans have found I am the lord of the forest, my skills of magick and death perfected A service to my dark lord-the death of light, in human form he was Tortured Death welcomed him... the soul is immortal... beware...