(wolf howling) (Verse 1) In the heart of the night, when the moon hangs high, Lurks a creature of power, beneath the sky. Born of ancient blood, in the shadows they dwell, Lycans prowling silently, a tale to tell. (Chorus) Werewolves of might, with eyes burning bright, Unleash the beast within, under the pale moonlight. Fierce and untamed, they roam through the night, Lycans ruling the darkness with all their might. (Verse 2) In the depths of the forest, where the wild winds moan, Lycans hunt in packs, their presence unknown. With fangs sharp as daggers, and claws that rend, They reign supreme, from beginning to end. (Chorus) Werewolves of might, with eyes burning bright, Unleash the beast within, under the pale moonlight. Fierce and untamed, they roam through the night, Lycans ruling the darkness with all their might. (Bridge) Through the misty woods, they prowl and they growl, Their howls echoing, a primal howl. Beware the full moon, when their power's at its peak, For Lycans are the rulers, of the night they seek. (Verse 3) With strength beyond measure, and speed unmatched, Lycans dominate, their enemies dispatched. They are the kings of the night, the lords of the dark, No force can stop them, not even a spark.
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