As easy as it is to make friends,
It doesn’t bother me to have non,
Never to keep that ‘special one’,
What’s their intentions?
Turn to green-eyed hamster?
Hold me down! By slowing me down?
Complain wanting to be my equal?
As werewolves shape shifts,
Deep in the darkness of the woods,
Forging my own path,
To drink blood by the neck,
To enjoy feeding all tender flesh,
From my hunted prey, alone!
Alone I become more stronger,
Unleashing the beast inside.