Innocence tained by pure lunacy
  Cursed by the Slash of a shape shifting beast
  Oh no, this can't be
  Demonic infection; a doomed changeling
  
  His future concealed as he begs to be told
  A kiss from gypsy, he'll never grow old
  Oh no, this can't be
  Demonic infection; a doomed changeling
  
  (Chorus)
  Even a man who's pure
  And says his prayers by night
  (He won't hera your prayers)
  May become a wolf
  When the wolf bane blooms
  And the authum moon is bright
  (There's a full moon tonight)
  Man may become a wolf
  
  He who is bitten by a wolf and lives
  Possession soon follows, no use to resist
  Oh no, This can't be
  Cursed by the moonlight, a doomed changeling
  The madness a turmoil that swells up inside
  To truly find peace is to truly die
  Oh no, this can't be
  Cursed by the moonlight, a doomed changeling
  
  Now comes the rampage, a killing spree
  Hunting his loved ones comes instinctively
  Oh no, it's madening
  A shape-shifting demon of pure lunacy
  A shot from the darkness tears trough its flesh
  A bullet of silver lays it to rest
  
  Oh no, it's maddening
  An innocent victim finds his peace