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The moon rose high, soft and bright,

A terrifying howl shook the night.

A pair of fangs starts to glow,

Standing still, where shadows grow.

A man turned beast, his form unknown,

Cursed to walk and hunt alone.

He feels your soul, he senses your heat,

A hunger for blood, a thirst for meat.

Shots were fired, but all in vain,

A mind both corrupt and insane.

For no ordinary weapon can win it.

Only silver bullets can kill it.