Always on the hunt, on the prowl for fresh meat,
You’ll stop at nothing to devour all you see.
The carcass that you leave behind,
It had feelings and a flavorful mind.
Eying the scraps as you pick at your teeth,
Thirsty for blood and another to eat.
A charming persona and powerful claws,
The sweet light of day, it hides all your flaws.
Playing with fire, you’re bound to get burned,
The scorn of a woman, a lesson you’ll learn.
She looks so tasty lying there in your bed,
From the poison in her veins, you’ll soon be dead.
Your greed will soon get the best of you,
The dark, it will show the rest of you,
But there are no idiots in this village of needs.
We kill the beast before it breeds.