Howl at the Red Moon

A howl at the moon,

as the moon turns red and bright,

the wolves below howl in delight.

The moon feeds their hunger,

feeds their young.

Blood driving them with power,

only the strong can possess....

One alpha, young and strong

fought under the moon.

Is this were they belong?

Covering each other in blood...

The snow now skattered with blood...

When will this red moon end?

In the bend of one night

A wolfs howl was heard

As a life was torn apart

I never knew,

what my spell caused...

But the red moon shall rise again......