When the full moon rises
The forest falls to silence
Critters scurry off to hiding
In fear of what is coming
People head home early
To avoid the dreaded gurney
When the full moon rises
Beware the chilling siren
The howl of a angry king
On the hunt for his missing queen
Determination seething in his eyes
Pain echoing through his cries
He pounces all who step before him
Shedding blood, and leaving trails of bodies
Cursed to walk the earth a beast
To live and weep in defeat
Each full moon the same thing
Bound to the moons bidding
Dancing the same hopeless tune