Werewolfs Chant

Late at night

When the moon is bright.

A monster lurks in the dark.

Slowly pacing back and forth

Leaving it's cold bloody mark.

There's no need to fear

Even if the wolf is near

He's not look for you, oh no.

He looks for his enemies

And of course of his allies.

He walks through the cemeteries.

A howl raises to his lips

It pierces your ears and sips,

At your soul and heart.

Ready for the terror?

Ready for the horror?

Scream your heart out

As the monster walks about.

And guess what.

I'm the pup.

Who growls at the foot of your bed.