Werewolves
The moon is full
And all the werewolves are out
It’s time for transformation
Ye mother, ye fathers
Do not be in a haste to vouch for us
For the werewolves you know not
Until the dance of the full moon
We dance at every full moon
Believe me, you know us, though you know not
You have had our screams of lust
Ye brothers, ye sisters
Be careful of what you do at full moon
For we are a breath away from you
We are your closest friend
We are your lovely child
We are your fondest memory
We are your most ecstatic moment
We are all you are and all you want to be
We are with you and against you
We are your death
Be careful of the overwhelming emotions
It is the full moon
And the werewolf in you is out
This is the song of the werewolves
All ye that hear, should be warned
Lest you be consumed by the werewolves
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