It started in May in a small peaceful town
And every month after something strange happened there
Whenever the moon was full it came back again
People hide in their homes as soon as night falls
Prepare to die - your corpses lie
And full moon rising in the sky is feeding the blood lust
Prepare for death - your corpses there
And silver bullet riding in the air is going to make it
He recoils, eyes gleaming
and starts dripping foam
He's roaring, he's furious. his werewolf's wrath is unfold
His fingers, the bullet, the gun slips into the hand
Now he gets into the heating duet again
Prepare to die - your corpses lie
And full moon rising in the sky is feeding the blood lust
Prepare for death - your corpses there
And silver bullet riding in the air is going to make it stop
He starts walking slowly across the living room
The silver bullet flies fast and stikes him in the eye
He's twisting, grasping, snearling with bestial moves
He clapped his hands over that gushing face of the death
The low growl turned into an evil snarl
He falls into the mist so deeply... so far away...
Prepare to die - your corpses lie
And full moon rising in the sky is feeding the blood lust
Prepare for death - your corpses there
And silver bullet riding in the air is going to make it stop