Witchery The Howling
Lone wolfs howl - this fullmoons night The sound is faint but clear Noone wonders - all of us know why People have dissapeared The townsmen gather those who dare Torches are lit and set aflare They must find this ghastly being Somesay a werewolf has been seen Sound out the call The hunt is tonight Let loose the dogs To chase this back to Hell! A hundred men - they storm the hills The dogs have found a lead A shadow moves, part man - part wolf In the distance he starts to flee They must find this ghastly being Somesay a werewolf has been seen Sound out the call The hunt is tonight Let loose the dogs To chase this back to... Hell! Drive the stake - right thru the heart He must never, to rise again Silvercoins - placed in the mouth Sets the werewolfs corpse to flames