Werewolf and Vampire Rage
They came upon the dismembered bodies of the village,
Those monsters all the could do was torment, torture, rob, and pillage
He had eerie eyes with a hypnotic gaze,
That were right then a blaze.
He bared his fangs in fury.
He would vanquish these monsters once and for all,
The nails on his finger tips growing read for a brawl
From the depths of the forest came a howl,
They had took her because she had refused to bow.
The blood moon was over the alter,
Her will was strong as the Rock of Gibraltar,
But her heart was full of anguish and terror,
For none of this would’ve happened if not for her error.
For the were after the power all werewolves possess
He came out of the mist,
And looked extremely pissed.
The humans went pale,
In terror the began to yell
And started to bale.
He moved so fast none could see,
Then she was free.
Their blood he would suckle
Until their legs would buckle.
She ripped, clawed and tore them to pieces,
Until all the screams ceases.
On that night long ago,
A werewolf and vampire in full rage,
Made a stand that humans will talk about for an age.