My Red Moon
At night I see them,
The one's I love whom fight, feed, and hunt,
I hear them cry out in pain as I sink my teeth into their flesh,
I don't want to but I have to,
I see them die in my arms,
How can I make this thirst end?
I look up at the moon knowing he can see it too,
One difference, my moon is red,
My moon is the blood I seek,
The pain I cause,
Fear that sinks,
What will make this thirst end?
I'm uncontrollable,
I can't stop,
All I can think about is them dying,
And the irresistible smell of flesh as I steel the life out of them.
I don't have friends anymore,
I'm alone,
I feel isolated,
I'm scared.
I don't want to kill,
But I must to survive,
For I am only the beginning.
I am immense,
I fight to survive,
And to live this eternal suffering.
But it's not my suffering it's theirs
So watch out,
Your next to die,
Under my red moon.
