Words & Music: Aryana
Dark is the night,
the full moon haunts the sky
and haunts my spirit
and my body.
And moonlight shrouds my soul
in pain and rage.
Dark is the night,
in shadows I will hide
and yearn for healing
and for silence.
And when there is no rest
I think of death.
Dark is the night,
and cursed by a bite′s
my life, forever
I′ll be damned.
And love I′ll always shun –
it′s for the best.
Dark is the night,
alone I′m on the run.
In silent moonlight
there′s a shadow,
and blood drips from his claws
like ruby rain.
Now dawns the day,
my memory awakes
and I am moaning
for my victim-
the body, pale and crimson
′neath my feet.
Falls now the night,
the new moon dark and black.
And I am fleeing
from this place,
from this village and the people
I called home.