Bloody Words

Wolfman

By day I'm just a normal guy
Who lives a normal life.
I've got two kids,
A nine to five
And a faithful doting wife.

I walk my dog (such irony)
And work out once a week.
I've got the number
Of my neighbour,
But we rarely ever speak.

But when the moon is fullest,
(And I know this will sound strange)
My claws do show
And sharp teeth grow,
It brings forth quite a change.

Forget your apprehension,
And suspend your disbelief.
And don't deny
My yellow eyes,
Unless you want my teeth.

For when the bone has shifted,
And my muscles form new shape,
I howl and croon
Towards the moon,
Then hunt to kill and maim.

I'm animal, foul animal,
And deaths my favourite game.
Wolf, Lychan.
Once bitten by one
My life was not the same.

I hunt for fun, but eat to live;
And man does man taste good.
Little babies
Smell like gravy,
Which is my favourite food.

You can judge me if you want to,
Or kill me if you dare.
One bite from me
And you will see
Your body grow new hair.

You don't have silver bullets,
Your last name's not Helsing.
Just prey I do
Not come for you,
And let me do my thing.

'Cause disemboweling innocents
Is all my beast lives for.
I wait for death
With baited breath,
Served up by tooth and claw.

My thirst for blood's voracious.
I hunger human meat.
Its taste I find
Just so divine.
Man you lot taste soooo sweet.

I'm the fucking wolfman people.
I'm as bad as man can be.
And your looking
To get eaten
If you fuck around with me.