Lyrics:

The transformation of the butterfly
Occurs in reverse
Beauty eaten abruptly
From the ancient...
Wearing sharp shard
Stolen from scattered mirrors
As a cloak to cover me

My strange images
Nest as birds to the hearts of men
And as birds fly away
Taking their thoughts into oblivion
Disintegrating the elemental bonds
I obtain
The rapture of the chameleon

When I become enraged
With the frenzy of the wolf on the hunt
I am the most cherished child of fear

Armed with fangs deadly like daggers
I am an, an adept on the skills of murder
I am the shapeshifter

On the ruins of a ghostly projection
Echoes the lust for life
An ancient purgatory for the sinister

Shapeshifter
Shape (Shape, shape, shape, shape, shape, shape)
Shapeshifter
Shape

The transformation of the butterfly
Occurs in reverse
Beauty eaten abruptly
From the ancient...
Wearing sharp shard
Stolen from scattered mirrors
As a cloak to cover me