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Forest soaked in a ghostly glow,
in the village a monstrous woe,
the lupine call of the silver moon.
Beckoning! Summoning!

Howling changeling of lunar birth,
altered shape stalking the earth,
a savage night spent under the curse.
Skulking! Hunting!


Down there in the heedless town,
the seething hex at its gory crown,
bloodlust and rage amongst the gloom,
the madness of the feral moon!

Night of the wolf a fatal time,
desert the camps, flee the mine,
hide away from the wolfen fiend.
Harking! Tracing!

The final scream of helpless prey,
shredded and torn in a frenzied way,
human meat a vicious feast.
Devouring!

Down there in the heedless town,
the seething hex at its gory crown,
bloodlust and rage amongst the gloom,
the madness of the feral moon!

Blood has fallen, silence resounds!
Broken by the screaming hounds!
Run back to your earthen tomb!
Suffer the madness of the feral moon!

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