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Blood Moon Blood moon, full moon; her children are sealed within her dark gloom. Bright moon, night moon; loups-garous are howling to fulfill their doom. Night sighs, war cries; human form is evolving from a twisted disguise. Blood meat, blood feast; they slurp and gnash it between sharp teeth. Blood moon, full moon; your children are free from your dark gloom. Bright moon, night moon; you are fading quickly and they seek your womb. Blood moon, red moon; your children feel pain as you are fleeting soon. Blood night, blood rites; your faithful children are swept from sight. The dawn has come... |
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