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) 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