Determination, Perserverence, and primal hunger are the descriptors.
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Story behind the song
The song is based on the Marvel comic book of the same title as well as the classic horror film An American Werewolf in London. The need to feed's not greed!
Lyrics
ON A STROLL LESS TRAVELED I WAS TOLD “STICK TO THE ROAD”
NEVERMIND THE COLD, IGNORED THE FOLKLORE SO HAD TO BEHOLD
THE TALL TALE IN RAW SCALE, TEN INCH CLAWS FOR NAILS
HAD THESE KNEES WEAK AS FLESH FROM THE SKIN IT SCARRED WAS FRAIL
THE MARK OF THE BEAST, AUTHOR UNLEASHED, THESE STREETS IS FAR FROM PEACE
I’M STARVIN’, CEASE MY HUNGER, HOWL AT CRESCENT MOONS AND STARS THAT TEASE
PLEASE KNOW YOUR PLACE OR GET PUT LIKE SO UPON MY PLATE
GOT A TASTE FOR PURE ESTROGEN ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY MENSTRUATE
ATE MY DELICACY, DON’T HATE THE RECIPE, THE NEED TO FEED’S NOT GREED
I SEE ETIBLE EATS TO FEAST BEFORE ME AS SNOT BLEEDS FROM THE WINDPIPE
GOD ZOOMED TIGHT ON MY IMAGE WITH NO INVITE
PUT ME TO THE SCRIMAGE, YET TO FINISH, CATCH ME NEXT FULL MOON LIKE
SHADOW HOURS IF YOU CAN STAND TO STAY UP THAT LATE
SOUNDS FROM THE DARKEST NIGHT, SOMETHING GOES “BUMP” THAT MAKES
TELL-TELL HEARTS PALIPITATE, PULSATE SIGHT UNSEEN
INHALE THE SMELL OF FEAR, THE BOY WHO CRIED “BEWARE WOLVERINE”
NEVER LIED, PULL THE SHEEN FROM YOUR EYES, REALIZE THE REAL SCENE
OR WAKE UP AND GO TO SLEEP, YOU DOUBT YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW, I’M COUNTING SHEEP
REGARDLESS, HARVEST ON THE FLOCK AT WHOLE, NATURAL SELECTION
SERVES THE NUMBERS IT BECKONS, NO MINUTE TO SPARE, RIBS SEE THROUGH MY CHEST
SALIVATING ON SECONDS, CALIBRATING MY NECK FOR BREAKFAST
HUNGRY APPETITE FOR CONSUMPTION, TO DINE IS DELICIOUS BUT TIME IS PRECIOUS
DEVOURED AND DIGESTED, DOING THESE DISHES SOMETHING VICIOUS
CYCLE OF VIOLENCE CAN’T BE SILENCED TO SAVE YA, BEWARE OF SUSPICIOS BEHAVIOR
Chorus
WEREWOLF BY NIGHT, SCARE CROWS IN BROAD DAYLIGHT
CUTTHROAT WITH CLAWS THAT STAY NICE AND SHARP AS RAW AS THEY MIGHT
BECOME SOMETHING TROUBLESOME, YA BET ‘CHA HIDE, SWALLOW YA PRIDE
BEWARE, IF YA SCARED DON’T EVEN COME OUTSIDE (COME OUTSIDE)
LIVING WITH THE GIFT THAT KEEPS ON GIVIN’
EVEN WORSE IS THE CURSE, ONCE BITEN, BLOOD THIRSTY AND DRIVEN, GOD FORBIDDEN
HIDDEN AGENDA, SITTING FOR DINNER, ENTER THE INNER DEMON
SOME HEATHEN HUNCHBACK FORGOT HIS LUNCH SACK, I’M TEETHIN’
BREATHIN’ WITH BADED BREATH, ODOR STANK, ATE MY LEFT OVERS, RANK
MOST HUNGRY WHILE, STOMACH GROWLS LOUD AS HOPED IT WOULDN’T SOUND FROM THE THROAT
BELCHIN FROM SECOND HELPINGS OF LEG OF LAMBCHOPS, EGGS AND HAMHOCKS
WEREWOLF BY NIGHT BUT STILL CRAZY AS A DAMN FOX
DON’T FORCE ME TO PRODUCE MY FANGS AND MAKE USE OF MY MANDABLES
PRIMAL CANIBAL INSTINCTS ON THE BRINK LIBEL TO SINK AND SCRAPE THE ENAMEL
MAKING EXAMPLES, TAKE THE GAMBLE, SCRAMBLE SABERTOOTH AND NAIL
RUTHLESS AS HELL, HOUND ON THE HUNT, THE SOUND OF MY GRUNT BEHOOVES YOU TO BAIL
HEAD FOR THE HILLS BEFORE I FORGET I WAS ALREADY FED MY MEAL
THOROUGHBRED TO KILL AT WILL, SO BE EXTRA STILL
ONE FALSE MOVE COULD GET DIRT TOSSED ON YA TOMB
THE HIGH COST OF WHOM EVER ASSUMES TO STAND TALLER
ON HIND LEGS I’M TEN-FO’, MANSLAUGHTERS THE M.O.
IN LIMBO SMOOTH CRIMINAL, THROUGH THE WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY
SATISFYING THE MOST SIMPLE PLAN WITH PROPER LUNACY
THE SAGA CONTINUES TO BE SOMETHING AWFUL GRUESOME IN ME, AUTHOR
Chorus
WEREWOLF BY NIGHT, SCARE CROWS IN BROAD DAYLIGHT
CUTTHROAT WITH CLAWS THAT STAY NICE AND SHARP AS RAW AS THEY MIGHT
BECOME SOMETHING TROUBLESOME, YA BET ‘CHA HIDE, SWALLOW YA PRIDE
BEWARE, IF YA SCARED DON’T EVEN COME OUTSIDE (COME OUTSIDE)
FEEL THE IMPENDING DOOM THAT RESULTS FROM THE NIGHTSONG
TWILIGHT SERANADES FROM DUSK TO DAWN, DON’T KNOW RIGHT FROM WRONG
BITING ON STRONG, SHEPARD THE WEAK, UNIQUE FREAK OF NATURE
SURPASSED THE PEAK OF ANGER, REAK HAVOC AS I SPEAK DANGER
STONE CROOK, LIKE A THIEF IN THE NIGHT BEWARE A LONE WOLF
BRAIN MAPS WAYS TO ESCAPE TRAPS, TEAR OFF YA OWN HOOF
FREERANGE RUDENESS LIKE AN AMERICAN LONDONER
BRINGING “BLOODY TERROR TO YOUR AREA GOVERNER”
EAT ‘CHA HEART OUT, LARGE SNOUT, THE BETTER TO SMELL YOU WITH
SEPARATE MICE FROM MEN WITHIN THESE HEAVY HANDS, I’M NEVER DELICATE
EVIDENCE OF A STUGGLE THAT SPELLS TROUBLE NON