We’ve been following the footprints
we’ve been stalking the young, injured, elderly 
& sickly. We won’t be hungry for long
Noses upturned, not that we’re better than you but
we’ve got young cubs, hungry as hell & you smell good
Please don’t you run
Become ONE
Eyeshine, nocturne, walkin in circles for you
the smell of fresh blood, 
the stuff that dreams are made of
Give us your tongue
Love,
Everyone