Wendigo

Gaunt, emaciated, an insatiable lust for flesh.
Decayed, unclean, spawn of the Devil himself.
Skin tight-to-the-bone, he’s looking pretty angry.
And he moves – so swift. You cannot take your eyes off him!Devouring the dark, the hunger never ends.
Born in the mines, from the greed and the pride.A marvel of height, the menacing fear in your eyes –
will prevoke its hunger. The only way out is suicide.
Skin tight-to-the-bone, he’s looking pretty angry.
And he moves – so swift. You cannot take your eyes off him!Devouring the dark, the hunger never ends.
Born in the mines, from the greed and the pride.