The Burning Eyes Of The Werewolf

Funeral darkness, clouds shadow the pale surface of the moon

Amid peals of possessed chants out from the darkness and the fog

The demon with black fur and claws as dirks is unbound

Skulks the woods in monstrous craving for blood

The burning eyes of the werewolf

The runes written in the stone

Forbidden wisdom hidden within

The signs of spells long forgotten

When the moon shines the cursed black soul is awoken

Bestial howls approach with terror in the dusk

Slowly in the silent woods the predator lurks

Old tales that forsee the beast have revived