The wolf howls as the moon appears
The wind shrieks, light disappears
The alpha is hunting, craving a taste
Of the lips of a prey, whatever it takes

He hunts and hunts, but to no avail
He takes solace in drinks from the pail,
He needs to feed this hunger inside
He’ll do what it takes, no matter the price

Spotting a prey, he waits to pounce
The prey is alone, the wolf has no doubt
Her friends are all gone, she’s fully exposed  
The moment has come, he rips off her clothes

Helpless and ashamed, the prey cannot react
Yet her screams can be heard, these wolves hunt in packs
This has happened before and it will happen again
Another innocent prey wearing the wrong dress

The wolf could be a man who spent last night alone
The wolf could be a friend dressed in sheep’s clothes
The prey must be careful, can only trust few
The prey could be anyone, pray it’s not me or you