• Shed that pelt of human flesh
    O creature of the Night
    Run wild with abandon as
    the truest form of Thou appears
    your Sanctuary the dark woods
    Of our Nightmares
    The forest becomes
    What we fear the most
    Because it is You whom rule that land
    Of Darkness and Terror,
    Something that humans Cannot
    control.

    Our beast within becomes
    Manifested when the Moon is near
    That creature who Howls
    For the Bloodlust, or freed
    inner self in the Celebration
    Of the Fathers
    Brothers, sisters, mothers
    Before us.
    Human Corruption
    disappears in the Face
    Of the wolf within,
    Purest when She runs free
    Into the night the she-wolf goes
    her Domain

    Free from the burden of
    Our Human needs
    There’s more than meets the Eye
    with such Rippling muscles
    Underneath the deep navy sky
    Almost pure Black as
    The pelt that covers your Body
    the Claws that rip through Flesh
    Gleaming fangs, White in the moonlight
    of the Wolf’s ultimate reign
    On the Hearts of the Weak,
    The Unknowing, unwilling,
    terrified.

    Screaming, thou know nothing
    Of the joy the Wolf within feels
    as She races through the Woods
    Against time and Space,
    to transform into what She can Be.

    Freedom.