Wolf Eyes

He howls over the ocean
Reflection on the ocean
Lunar cycle in motion
Evil speaks through mystic potion

Out on the town for good times
She's seeking sins not hard to find
Oh what a crime she's downing shots and looking hot
Tasty

He enters looking sharp
She's like a work of art
Sculpted so well she casts a spell on him
And his temptations

And so she leaves with him, baby, where do they go
He takes her curiously to the beaches below
A full moon tonight, sky clear as can be
And there's a hunger inside that craves female flesh only

He howls over the ocean
Reflection on the ocean
Lunar cycle in motion
Evil speaks through mystic potion

She howls over the ocean
Reflection on the ocean
Lunar cycle in motion
Evil speaks through mystic potion

You're my fuckin' meal now, prick



Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Forsyth
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