The night sky was pitch black, the moon was gone
Lost, I couldn't find my way, the path was tangled
Mist was rising, and a mournful sound of howling
I wanted to scream, but I feared a beast following
Mind went blank, terrified of a sort of hell spawn
What followed got closer, my screams strangled
I woke, and was alive, all the wounds healed
My clothing shredded, my flesh covered in fur
Where there'd been wounds, healed scars
The rest of my life was forever changed
I had become a loup garou
Now I'd be the predator
Next time it would be me
Chasing
Hunting
Killing
