Of the New, Of the Moon
Sunset, the game starts again
With a new moon, a new game
As the fear settles in
The light fading, the sun low
She can feel
It is time to go
The wild, true to its name
This is sure to be a ravenous game
The game and player
Similar in nature
The sun now down, the moon risen
The hunt has started, but she remanes hidden
Even new, we all know what to do
Instinct drives the attack
Adrineline allows the ability
A successful strike ends the night
The moon lowers her head, as the beasts bow out from the fight
Sunrise, the game ends once more
Till another nightfall
The child sleeps
While the beast slumbers
Similar in nature, Both await another game