Master Of The Myth
My own body is not owned by me. Yes, you heard that right indeed. See, I borrowed this here body. The reason unknown. Except good luck flew. Right out the window. I got kinda trapped.
I, Werewolf
Leering behind bloody white teeth. Yearning a time to be free. Carried deep in my soul, regret. And wishing so much for a key. Not taken lightly, a powerful beast. That owns the night of the moon.
I, Vampire
Boldly go out in the night. Locked away from sun so bright. Once I bite you, say goodbye. Ounces of blood will be left inside. Don't think I'll get captured alive.
I, Zombie
My hand comes out of the grave. And blood is on my breath. Never are you be safe. Everywhere I go I carry death. And my taste for meat. Taste for souls. Every one consumed.