Shapeshifter - Mortillery

The dendrites crawl

Upon the trees

Casting moonlit shadows on the snow

Beneath the frost, the rot

Emanates from the kill

Ravens scavenge on the crimson ice

Free the beast within

Therian

Suppressed, bound up tight and backed against the wall

Gripping to the sanity that always seems to fall

Shape, shape, shape, shape

Shapeshifter

Shape, shape, shape, shape

Shapeshifter

Change what is hated

And what is not real

Never look back

Peering from a deepened den

Behold the road that lies downwind

Thrusted down on hand and knee

Dripping flesh and snarling teeth

Bursting from frostbitten skin

Hackles raised;

howling breath

Change what is hated

And never ever look back

Shapeshifter

Shape, shape, shape, shape

Shapeshifter

The dendrites crawl

Upon the trees

Casting moonlit shadows on the snow

Beneath the frost, the rot

Emanates from the kill

Ravens scavenge on the crimson ice