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Eulogies
EULOGY #1:
We do our best work at night,
And play our games of fright,
We howl at the moon's silvery light,
And wait til we have you in sight.
We sleep all during the day,
And rest and wait for midnight to play,
Hunting and prowling is our way,
Beware, the Werewolves are here to stay.
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EULOGY #2:
One... Two...
We're not scared of you,
Three... Four...
Werewolves always want more.
Five... Six...
Beware of our many tricks,
Seven... Eight...
Forever looking for fresh bait.
Nine.. Ten...
You'll never know when,
Eleven... Twelve...
Where we roam and delve.
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EULOGY #3:
The night is dark,
The moon is full,
Magic's in the air,
Can you feel our pull?
Werewolves slink along,
From tree to tree,
Only flashes of silver fur,
Will you ever see.
We're mighty and strong,
More powerful than ever,
We just can't be beat,
Werewolves will rule forever.
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EULOGY #4:
Barking and howling,
Hunting and prowling,
The darkness of the night,
And the light of the moon,
Sniffing and panting,
We hear the call of the night,
Beckon to us, the Werewolves,
And we must answer the call.
Prowling and hunting,
Howling and barking,
The fullness of the moon,
And the shadows of the night,
Crouching and searching,
We hear the call of the night,
Beckon to us, the Werewolves,
And we must answer the call.
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EULOGY #5:
Darkness falls....
Werewolves howl,
And go out nightly on the prowl.
Darkness falls....
Hunger is fierce,
Sharp teeth gouge and pierce.
Darkness falls....
Will is strong,
Hunting and defeating can't be wrong.
Darkness falls...
Shadows abound,
Werewolves will run you into the ground.
Darkness falls...
Victims beware,
Never to be known danger's lair.
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EULOGY #6:
They call me a Werewolf though
I have no legal name.
I search through shadowed alleys
With hunger as my aim.
You wouldn’t think me very short,
Nor am I very tall;
I’m not too fat, I’m not too slim,
I’m mysterious, that’s all.
Nobody knows just who I am
And easily I hide
From warriors who can’t beat me
Although they’ve surely tried.
I have fangs, razor sharp,
I wield with practiced skill,
They glitter in the moonlight as
I make my gruesome kill.
I target warriors that try
To escape my deadly quest,
Who make their unsuspecting way
Right to my deadly nest.
I devour their soul and spirit,
And if there’s time for more,
I bite and claw and gouge, and then
Throw back my head and roar.
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EULOGY #7:
We cannot die
Or go to the grave,
We live
For ever more.
An undying thirst
For the blood we crave,
We live
The Werewolf's lore.
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EULOGY #8:
Werewolves are a mighty lot,
Fast and creepy and always sought.
Feared by those who like us not,
And don't wish to be found and fought.
Weapons and remedies are bought,
But the werewolves can't be got.
Spells and tactics are taught,
But the Werewolves are just too hot!
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EULOGY #9:
I heard the baying of the wolf,
Its savage, mournful call,
That carried from the distant hill
Beyond the crumbling wall.
It howled its story to the moon
Of lustful appetites---
A song lamenting ravished kills
On former star-lit nights.
Next day I rose up early with
The glory of the sun;
I signed the scrolls and thought anew
Of new feats that must be done.
But, walking down the dusty path,
I clearly saw the mark
Of footprints I had left last night
While strolling in the dark.
Then up ahead.....they disappeared.....
And in their place I saw
Their stride decidedly exchanged
By spoor of padded paw.
I stared in dazed confusion for
This simply could not be,
Until I realized the truth---
That mighty werewolf was me!
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EULOGY #10:
The horror seeps into your bones
When you picture the dead all ashen gray.
The wind in the sky swirls and groans.
The cemetery has its somber tones.
The warriors come here to fight.
The horror seeps into your bones.
The dark lifeless trees hear silent moans,
The grounds are shaded from light of day.
The wind in the sky swirls and groans.
Written upon the cold, dead stones
Are words only victims wish to say.
The horror seeps into your bones.
And in the dusk the spirit roams,
No rest for the dead, not knowing the way.
The wind in the sky swirls and groans.
Under the earth in allotted zones
Eternal hauntings the ghost must pay.
The horror seeps into your bones.
The wind in the sky swirls and groans.
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please email the Alphas at Alpha@shadowwulfs.com.
Please check back often as these Eulogies change often,
and are only a small sample of the ones in the Shadow Wulf's collection.
These eulogies come from many souces and are displayed as recived.
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