Nørs Nightmares

Howl At The Moon

Tomorrow has started as the clock strikes one 

The man looked out the window
To the full moon

His teeth began getting bigger
And hair started to bloom

The rampage has just begun

He got more and more disfigured
Until His form reached the fullest

It slashed through men, women, kids
As the blood spread like bullets

The sheriff stepped in and he was done

He pulled out the gun
aimed for its chest

Cocked the gun back
And hoped for the best

Neither were going to run

The sheriff stood straight
The werewolf descended

And not a second passed
Before it all ended

Only one of them had won

The beast stood curved and growled
As the wolves around it howled

While the sheriff slumped over
And blood fell from his shoulder

The gun fell to the ground
And so did its holder

- Nør