Incisor

teeth grind down the last bite

the victims last breath drawn tonight

the bitting the tearing of the flesh

the moment he's ready to strike

eyes of hatred, jaws of fear

now that your end is so near

attacking and mauling, screaming in pain

no one around you can hear

the incisor strikes

upon you

biting right down to the bone

weapons of steel

devour you

throat torn out so you cant moan

the bodies just remains

what evil creature could do this?

stomach torn out, head has no brains

the curse of an evil black witch

town lives in fear of revenge

the creature that howls in the night

stalking and waiting for his prey

selecting the time that is right

devil is the beast that roams in the dark for sundown to come

terror of the town that waits for the mark of the deadly black sun

surviving and watching in fear of the creature

that makes death a reality

no one can sense that the killing the devil, the creature, the evil is me