My veins transform to ice As I turn to face you
Fear Creeps In
Sick gnawing feeling Gut churning
Human Monsters
Flashing fur and fang The wind howls with whipping rain
By Kel Dayheart
My veins transform to ice As I turn to face you
Sick gnawing feeling Gut churning
Flashing fur and fang The wind howls with whipping rain
Fragment of a Figment 