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Blood On The Moon
(Verse 1
Shadows lengthen, whispers rise,
The moon bleeds crimson in my eyes.
Ancient sigils, carved in bone,
A ritual's calling, you’re not alone.
Black candles flicker, casting shade,
Where secrets fester, and souls are made.
From dusty grimoires, words ignite,
A pact with darkness, in the dead of night.
The air grows thick, a chilling breeze,
Carrying echoes of forgotten pleas.
No turning back now, the circle's drawn,
The blood of the moon, at twilight's dawn.
(Chorus
Blood of the moon! A sacrifice!
Twisted incantations, roll the dice!
Unholy power, from the depths below,
Where shadows dance, and demons grow!
Blood of the moon! The night's embrace!
A chilling ritual, in this cursed place!
Feel the cold hand, upon your soul,
The price you pay, to make you whole!
(Verse 2
Silver chalice, filled with dread,
The taste of darkness, in your head.
Raven's feather, obsidian shard,
Tools of the craft, forever scarred.
Chanting echoes, through the trees,
A symphony of dark decrees.
The forest breathes, a living tomb,
Where witches gather, beneath the gloom.
Eyes of the beast, begin to gleam,
A primal hunger, in a waking dream.
The veil is thin, the spirits call,
As ancient magic, starts to crawl.
(Bridge
They say the moon controls the tide,
But tonight, the moon controls your hide!
Your very essence, torn apart,
A sacrifice to the blackened heart!
The old ones wake, from slumber deep,
Their hungry eyes, secrets they keep!
The power surges, through the ground,
A chilling silence, without a sound.
(Chorus
Blood of the moon! A sacrifice!
Twisted incantations, roll the dice!
Unholy power, from the depths below,
Where shadows dance, and demons grow!
Blood of the moon! The night's embrace!
A chilling ritual, in this cursed place!
Feel the cold hand, upon your soul,
The price you pay, to make you whole!
(Outro
The moon bleeds on… the darkness reigns…
Your soul is bound… in endless chains…
The blood of the moon… forever stains…
The blood of the moon… drives you insane…
Shadows lengthen, whispers rise,
The moon bleeds crimson in my eyes.
Ancient sigils, carved in bone,
A ritual's calling, you’re not alone.
Black candles flicker, casting shade,
Where secrets fester, and souls are made.
From dusty grimoires, words ignite,
A pact with darkness, in the dead of night.
The air grows thick, a chilling breeze,
Carrying echoes of forgotten pleas.
No turning back now, the circle's drawn,
The blood of the moon, at twilight's dawn.
(Chorus
Blood of the moon! A sacrifice!
Twisted incantations, roll the dice!
Unholy power, from the depths below,
Where shadows dance, and demons grow!
Blood of the moon! The night's embrace!
A chilling ritual, in this cursed place!
Feel the cold hand, upon your soul,
The price you pay, to make you whole!
(Verse 2
Silver chalice, filled with dread,
The taste of darkness, in your head.
Raven's feather, obsidian shard,
Tools of the craft, forever scarred.
Chanting echoes, through the trees,
A symphony of dark decrees.
The forest breathes, a living tomb,
Where witches gather, beneath the gloom.
Eyes of the beast, begin to gleam,
A primal hunger, in a waking dream.
The veil is thin, the spirits call,
As ancient magic, starts to crawl.
(Bridge
They say the moon controls the tide,
But tonight, the moon controls your hide!
Your very essence, torn apart,
A sacrifice to the blackened heart!
The old ones wake, from slumber deep,
Their hungry eyes, secrets they keep!
The power surges, through the ground,
A chilling silence, without a sound.
(Chorus
Blood of the moon! A sacrifice!
Twisted incantations, roll the dice!
Unholy power, from the depths below,
Where shadows dance, and demons grow!
Blood of the moon! The night's embrace!
A chilling ritual, in this cursed place!
Feel the cold hand, upon your soul,
The price you pay, to make you whole!
(Outro
The moon bleeds on… the darkness reigns…
Your soul is bound… in endless chains…
The blood of the moon… forever stains…
The blood of the moon… drives you insane…
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