"The Change"
Child of the moon
Discard your skin and needs
Exchange for pelt of thick, dark fur
And gain strength and speed
Pentagram dangling at your neck
Full moon glowing in your eyes
Soon to be free
To run till you fly
Grinding of bones
As they pop into place
Soon you will be off
To join the never ending race
Pentagram dangling at your neck
Full moon glowing in your eyes
Soon to be free
To run till you fly
Pale flesh disappears
Replaced by thick fur
Snout grows long
The end is near
Pentagram dangling at your neck
Full moon glowing in your eyes
Soon to be free
To run till you fly
Throw back your head
In yowling song
Your forest is dark
And the night is long…