You're going to die, werewolf
come rain or shine.

Regardless of any degree that you may have earned,
you are going to die.

Regardless of your social standing or what job you hold by day,
I'm going to kill you - me. I'm going to do it.

Your feindish boasts and your razor-sharp talons will seems so  ridiculous
when you're dead on the ground in front of me.

Is there anything that I hate more than filthy, boastful werewolves?
If there is, I sure as hell don't know about it.

Ok, enough talk. Let's do this, Jerk.

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