Blood Moon
Blood moon is rising
Violence fills the air
The metal scent of lightning
The thrum of creatures fear
Even the wolf is hiding
Even the fox lies low
The shadows mass
aand follow me
eveywhere I go
So light a light in darkness
and speak to me of love
Bring me bright red roses
and a captured dove
Bring me a tame white wolf
with eyes of burning gold
Hold me close
and light a fire
so I don't feel the cold
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