Wolf

In a distant village there exists,
the legend of the werewolf......shapeshift!

a legend of a mortal man,
with the hair and fangs of unearthly........clan!

full moon transformation
howling at the sky
townsfolk on the hunt
for the gypsy's, they must die!

for.....i am wolf
roaming free
i am wolf
just - let - me
be

my hideous howl, a dirge of death
like the call of the wild, take your last....breath!

roaming the nite, a beast of fright
upon the words of a gypsy's curse........recite!

even a man who's pure at heart
and says his prayers by nite
may become a wolf when the wolfsbane blooms
and the autumn moon is bright

for i am wolf
wolf i am!