Lycanthropy
G.B.H. · Race Against Time: Clay Years [2007]
and spreads to those he slays.
Uncontrolled metamorphosis,
undetectable by day.
But when the moon is waxing,
and all the world's asleep.
Through woods and fields,
the werewolf he will creep.
Even a man who is pure heart,
and says his prayers at night ..
can become a werewolf when the wolfsbane blooms,
and the Autumn moon is bright.
He instinctively seeks to kill,
the thing he loves the best.
He'll bare his teeth, growl and snarl,
and wish upon you death.
His suffused eyes will glare in hate,
silver-grey hair will shine.
He'll grip you in his muscular arms,
and on your your flesh will dine.
Cures are rare for this schizophrenic,
a Marfisa flower is a start.
Silver topped cane, a crucifix,
a silver bullet through the heart.
Lycanthropy
Lycanthropy stands as a defining track within the extensive discography of G.B.H., capturing the raw energy that has characterized the band since their formation in the late 1970s. As a staple of the English punk scene, the group is renowned for their relentless pace and straightforward, high-octane delivery. This recording, featured on the compilation Race Against Time: Clay Years, exemplifies the band's ability to distill complex themes into concise, driving musical statements. The song reflects the broader stylistic hallmarks of the era, blending aggressive instrumentation with the thematic intensity typical of their work. G.B.H. has maintained a consistent presence in the punk rock genre, influencing countless peers through their unwavering commitment to the sound. This track remains a testament to their enduring legacy and their significant contribution to the evolution of punk music.