A Curse to beware is Placed upon me with a piercing stare Fingers waving like a wand Seducing me with her song. Words cascade off her twitching tongue The whispers only spoke but once I followed her toward the setting sun She said the sight of the full moonlight would change my life. She was right.
I blacked out And came to find My hands were covered in fur My Teeth and nails as sharp as my eyes
There is blood everywhere Torn up mangled bodies everywhere
Did I do all this?
I hear the footsteps marching through the forest Screaming, threatening, waving pitch forks and torches.
They are looking for me and not for questioning.
I cried out but all they heard was a howl
They are Hunters, hunting me to no end Fearing what they do not understand
A Silver bullet to the chest Another horror has been laid to rest
A Silver bullet to the chest Another horror has been laid to rest
A Silver bullet to the chest Another horror has been laid to rest
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