Being

Blood is what we drink to stay alive
Is what we do to be revived
Even if the human's fret
Their souls are apart of our event
To live is to die.
The hiss our out cry.
To hunt is to kill
We never made a will
We live forever on the earth
We all rose from the dirt
To look for feed another night
To get the thrill of fear and fright

Another night
The full moon bright
The change courses through my vains
The transformation worst than birth pangs
To roam the darkness from the moon's light
The inner beast wants to fight
Unable to control the inner instinct
You're unable to think
About the things you did at that time
Its worst than the worst crime
The morning comes to light the way
To another uneventful day