Night of the Wolves by nytedewolf

Night of the Wolves

Across the moonlit forest below the trees of neverdawn shadowy shapes spring from rest toward the town of the light blessed

once they were men in towns of their own but now they're bathed in sin blessed and cursed by the wolf throne

Running!Dashing!At unsuspecting prey through the streets and homes only wolves shall live this day as they hunt the humans down

and now they are lunar bound to once per month the shape of wild only a shred of the man that once was is left now to be found

ripping, shredding, tearing limb from limb human torsos,blood spraying into the moonlit night

now what was once two are now but one chained and bound to the lunar run till with silver ran through