WEREWOLF STANCE
Full Moon High
From Human to Beast
Craving can’t hold
Search for flesh
Attacks and Eats
Darkness through the evil eyes
Wolfman calling the shots
Bullets with careful aim
Targeting the heart
Instant death
Don’t be bitten by a Werewolf
One bite, a human will become one
Watch as the Full Moon formulates
Transformation bout
Wolfman strength
Powerful and fierce
Beware and on alert
Somewhere and somehow, the Wolfman lurks
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