Pale moon light,
I was right,
Full moon approaching,
In my sight.

My greatest fear,
My closest friend,
Clinging on,
This is the end.

The time has come,
Lungs spread wide,
I'm screaming no,
But hear the werewolf's cry.

I see her now,
My one true love,
I hear her scream,
What have I done?

Want to die,
But needing to feed,
I eat what's left,
As she sleeps.

Morning comes,
Sun breaks threw,
I hold her now,
My love so true.

Lips staind in hatred,
From her blood,
Staind in shame,
What have I become?

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