Wolf Story

Seperated by a fate unintended

Ventured home with events unexpected

The broken door, the screams from where we once rested

I grabbed my rifle from above the mantle

Charging up the stairs, my prayers went unanswered

When I entered the room, you were screaming in the corner

A dark loathsome beast hovered over you

I brought the rifle to my eye without a thought

I took aim at its heart and shot

The rifle made me deaf and for an instant everything was frozen

Then the beast turned on me,

Saw the rifle and jumped out the window

The loathsome creature was only injured

I ran to you and saw the horror

You had been badly bitten

And the change was already upon you

The face I loved, I lips I kissed

Sneared and snarled, spit and hissed

Pulled back to show teeth sharp and long

The fury in your screams already growing strong

I cried softly as you tried to tear my throat

Holding you softly, not letting you go

Then at last I could no longer hold you back

Shoving you in the corner hard

It made you collapse

I brought the rifle up to my weeping eye

And begged god to forgive me one last time

For a second I saw you hesitate

A moment where you almost looked the same

Then it was gone and you were in full swing of the change

Closing my eyes I let the barrel blast

Without opening my eyes, I tuned the room and left

Now im damned and damned til death
I see only the beast, as it is all I have left
I seek it, and death, from place to place

The beast’s damned offspring, I wander and slay

The loathsome cousins of my beloved wife

So that I may sleep again, alone some night