The hunters say it's a curse
I'll put them in a hearse
They whisper about me under their breath
That will lead to their death
They say it's easy to kill
So they will scream as their blood spills
Humans think I rome alone
But I am not the only alphas clone
Under the full moon light it's easy to see
The darker side of me
At that time the beast inside
Devours my soul filling me with pride
So if you happen to be walking in the woods under the full moons light
Be sure to bring a silver knife or I might end your life some night
What are you? If you don't mind me asking.