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~ The Cold Light of the Moon ~
A snapping of jaws
Upon a wavering pulse
And the subsequent spurting
Of sweet, hot liquid copper
Darkly knighted, cursed
Into the moon-ruled world
A monster that even monsters fear
Is it fun going bump in the night?
Running wild, lawless and free
But freedom comes with a price
Cast out, laughed at, shunned
Society never wanted you anyway
The cold light of the moon
Burns away the last traces
Of humanity, leaving only
The bloodthirsty beasts behind
The pull of the tides
The craving for violence
A taste for flesh and blood
The howling that terrifies prey
A pair of domesticated monsters
Kept caged once a month
"For their own protection"
Is this what you dreamed of
When you accepted a madman's
Invitation to a false paradise?