The Burning Eyes Of The Werewolf

Funeral darkness, clouds shadow the pale surface of the moonAmid peals of possessed chants out from the darkness and the fogThe demon with black fur and claws as dirks is unboundSkulks the woods in monstrous craving for bloodThe burning eyes of the werewolfThe runes written in the stoneForbidden wisdom hidden withinThe signs of spells long forgottenWhen the moon shines the cursed black soul is awokenBestial howls approach with terror in the duskSlowly in the silent woods the predator lurksOld tales that forsee the beast have revived