The Fate That Fell On Me
I’m bored and feeling restless
I don’t know what to do
I’m listening to the radio
Under a brightly shining moon
I feel the need to be outside
These four walls pen me in
A dormant hunger wakens
And calls me from within
I step outside, cloaked by the chill
Of an early autumn night
And fix my gaze upon the moon
Bathing in its light
A rapid change sweeps over me
A painful transmutation
And suddenly I find myself
Craving human libation
No longer mortal, compelled by rage
I began to hunt the streets
A strolling cat, a lazy dog
Were easy prey for me
A child left unattended
A couple in their car
And a crusty, profane codger
Staggering from a bar
My carnage reigned throughout the night
As blood dripped from my jaws
Victims, running futilely
Were cut down by my claws
One by one I slaughtered
Until two before the dawn
When I found myself surrounded
By an armed, unruly mob
I turned my hedonism
From a victim not quite drained
Life still coursing through it's shell
And glared at them with hate
They aimed their pistols at me
Returning my foul stare
And fired silver bullets
Ending our nightmare
I thought I was a good man
I said my prayers at night
And tried to live a simple life
Knowing wrong from right
Nonetheless, I must confess
I died a lycanthrope
And for every human like me
There simply is no hope
So the next time you’re out walking
Under a moon that’s full and bright
Be mindful of the path you take
As you move about the night
For evil lurks in shadows
Those places we can’t see
And you might likely suffer
The fate that fell on me
