Beneath The London Moon (Inspired By The American Werewolf In London Film)

Two shadows on the moor that night The fog was thick, the stars were white

A howl cut through the midnight air And fate was waiting, cold and bare

He walked beneath the stranger's care With haunted eyes and tussled hair

But dreams grew teeth, the nights grew long And something deep was going wrong

Beneath the London moon He walks alone too soon

The beast inside won't sleep It claws through thoughts too deep

Love can't undo the curse It only makes it worse

Beneath the London moon

The mirror shows a face he knows But not the one the world bestows

The hunger grows, the streets run red He counts the names of all the dead

She saw the man behind the eyes But couldn't stop the wolf's disguise

A final breath, a silent plea No cure for what he came to be

Beneath the London moon The end arrives too soon

A silver flash, a cry A love that couldn't lie

The monster fades away But ghosts are here to stay

Beneath the London moon