Lyrics

Mmmmm oh no not this shit again
Man I hate this shit ahhhh fuck here we go again

On the thirteenth day in the cycle phases
The sickness kicks in and takes me places
With no hesitation and no reservation
The hunger begins as night ascends
Been cursed with this since the dawning of ages
By the Moon’s evil faces anatma races
Since days spent building shrines like masons
Aligned with the skies my thoughts is racing
Every fifteen days I go crazy
Start foaming at the mouth like I have rabies
Uncontrollable ripping skin off old ladies
Sick obsession blending up babies
I don’t even know why I got to do this
Just stay the fuck out my way You punk bitch
Like Tony said it’s a curse
But you’ll never catch me in the back of a hearse what

Under the Moon under the Moon
Hunting for food hunting for food
We’re coming for you coming for you
Your flesh we’ll consume your flesh we’ll consume
Under the Moon under the Moon
Hunting for food hunting for food
We’re coming for you coming for you
Your flesh we’ll consume your flesh we’ll consume

Stalk my victim I’m in the shadows
Wait for the time when the horror plateaus
You don’t know that I’m here til it’s too late
I put a damper on your nice little date
And I strike your neck it meets my mouth
I look in your eyes as you fade out
The tough guy you’re with just runs away
I let him go so I can kill another day
Naw I got him Stanky creep up behind him flanking
Any escape attempt get it in quick take him out
Then split the bitch at her intestines tearing her flesh
You get heads again legs and thighs
Make it easy on the digestive
Which is good since the moon is headed westward
Sixteen days almost in the books
hate this curse of shadoof dragging my half off

Under the Moon under the Moon
Hunting for food hunting for food
We’re coming for you coming for you
Your flesh we’ll consume your flesh we’ll consume
Under the Moon under the Moon
Hunting for food hunting for food
We’re coming for you coming for you
Your flesh we’ll consume your flesh we’ll consume

Seventeenth day as the sun sets
Back out on my prowl hope I get my fix
Less than twenty four left and I’m starting to vex
Feel my reflex slipping while I’m chasing
My knees getting weak got to be patient
Watching my target feel my heart pace lift
My breath is in hiss time to take this bitch
Chase him to the den as he slips into darkness
This is it I’m going for the chest
Start to tear into his flesh
See the look in his eyes
Go from anger to fear and then surprise
What’s this not now I’m turning back
In my weakened state he blocks my attack
Kicks me off and then runs away
I can only imagine what he’ll say