Season of the Starved Wolf

Another night brings uncertain hunger
 And one more moon might satisfy that
 My eyes were meant to sift through shadows
 With razor teeth I ache and wait for the hunt
 My eyes were meant to sift through shadows
 The taste of blood sits well on the tip of my tongue
 Who's the unlucky mortal whom fate has forgotten?
 Around this town, my dear, the hunt is the law
 And now you answer to my jaw
 What mindless cattle left their behind to come find mine?
 For years we've fed by the moon,
 Haunting, awaiting the nightfall
 We'll allow you days but after dark we claim these woods
 Beware the moon!
 And I'll lead these wolves, straight through the fire
 Right through the belly of hell
 And I'll lead these wolves, straight through the fire
 Right through the belly of hell itself
 Straight through the fire, straight through the belly of hell, straight through the fire
 And I'll lead these wolves, straight through the fire
 Right through the belly of hell
 And I'll lead these wolves, straight through the fire
 Right through the belly of hell itself
 We are the wolves
 We are the hunger
 But beware the moon, we are the night
 We are the wolves
 We are the hunger
 But beware the moon, the hunt is law