When the moon rises up on sky,
And the wind breathes strong again.
You watch a werewolf at night,
While he is giving people pain.
He tastes your blood; he smells your fear,
He tears to pieces your thin skin.
You run away, but he is near.
Takes pleasure of hearing you scream.
You are afraid, you try to fight,
But werewolf is strong.
And in this tragic deadly night
You won’t live too long.
He bites your hand, he bites your neck,
He bites your lifeless head.
He eats your meat, he eats your leg.
You are already dead.
But then he stops; the voice is near.
He throws your corpse away.
He wants more blood, he wants more fear,
He wants your life again.