Amongst the perilous mists formed of the moon arising new The creature set upon us like a plague Waist deep we proceeded to be butchered in the fog Strafing straight into the clutches of the beast that hell hath spawned One by one did they scream Dragged beneath the blanket of the mist The mob is damned born to lose A sacrifice of human meat to lycanthropic bliss The wolf simply can't resist Shots erupt the strongest men are lost As panic claims this throng Who will hunt and who will be the skinned? The elder evil wins Where's our bravado now? The drunk and dead begin to pile In vain we laughed and cheered This night that spells our end Flashlights are dwindling down By earthly gods we're disavowed Plump sow apple in mouth The wolfen's pending feast "Above the law!" we declared now Lucky if we're left above the ground Comb the woods a child we seek So little did we men know That our end would there be found I held my breath as we happened on the girl Or should I say what was left Father screams uncontrollably Hes lost his sanity Thirty one closed casket funerals victims of sheer disbelief Thirty one sent to the slaughter to be Without reprieve Dragged below sight Writhing in the haze Like sitting ducks we are in moments to be splayed Where's our militia now? Our bravest men a - mounting pile To think we toasted rye This night that spells our end "Above the law!" We declared now Lucky if we're left above the ground Comb the woods a child we seek So little did we men know That our end would there be found Six feet down
