ZellWolf3

The sun cracks the sky, blood on the ground, Detective ripped apart, wolves came to town. But no one even cares, they’re all chasing dreams, Discussing their careers, ignoring the screams. Canadaguy stands with his book in hand, Holy water flies, thinks Tommy Boy's damned. But he’s wrong, and God’s wrath rains down, The priest crumbles to dust—face twisted in a frown. Rituals burn, the wolves are unleashed, Death is crawling from under the streets. Fear takes root, but no one’s awake, This town’s a grave and we're sealing our fate. Quagmire falls, ritual torn asunder, Alu watches, broken, heart full of thunder. He takes his own life, can’t bear the pain, Cupid turns to ash, left in the rain. Kat grabs the water, douses Dimmerwit in hate, But fur rips through skin, too little, too late. The wolf reveals, black goo starts to flow, Melting down into the earth below. They're thanking their stars, not in management's grip, But VashTheStampede's been made boss too many trips. He’s lost in the madness, buried in stress, The village whispers, but no one confesses. Rituals burn, the wolves are unleashed, Death is crawling from under the streets. Fear takes root, but no one’s awake, This town’s a grave and we're sealing our fate. Day fades to night, no votes hold sway, In the silence, shadows dance and play. Tommy Boy’s cereal spiked with death, Witch’s potion steals his final breath. Shortkut’s devoured, wolves claim their feast, But Alu’s back, risen from the deceased. The night breathes deep, Benzine can’t sleep, Haunted by visions, nightmares that creep. Ben the Violinist lies through his teeth, Says he’s fire, but he's hiding the beast. Smacktard cracks, drops the charade, A wolf in the pack, dealin’ death like a blade. Vash pulls the tie, no one to hang, Wolves still lurkin', fear still sang. Night returns, vengeance is near, The village will burn when the dawn’s unclear. Benzine locks Ben with Vash in chains, Preacher once peaceful, now drowning in flames. He lifts the weapon, blood in his eyes, Bludgeons the wolf, as Ben falls and dies. Ben turns to dust, nightmare fades, But the wolves aren’t done, they circle the cage. Vash gets ripped, torn apart, Blood rains down as the wolves tear his heart. Local Hero's watchin', with death in his hand, Blamin' the wolves, twisting the plan. Pretendin' he's guard, lyin' through his teeth, While Jawneh hides beneath spirit’s wreath. Rituals burn, the wolves are unleashed, Death is crawling from under the streets. Fear takes root, but no one’s awake, This town’s a grave and we're sealing our fate. Shadows rise, the battle’s not done, The wolves still feed, the blood still runs. The village screams, but no one knows, Who’ll survive when the full moon glows?