Andrew James Ball
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Curse Of The Wolf
The moon is creeping over the hill,
I feel its power growing in me,
You better run for your life,
For soon I'll lose control and the
Monster in me will be coming out.
I can't control the beast anymore,
For the moon's light has awaken the
Demon buried deep inside.
The moon has brought the wolf within me out,
I fear that it's coming after you,
So bar your doors and windows,
And pray that I may not find you.
The howling of this monster is getting louder,
As it runs towards you,
Maybe it will pass and never find you,
For it hungers for a piece of your living flesh.