The Howling - Witchery

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