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Blood Red Moon
Chaotic night,
The blood red moon so full,
Complete with lust,
I guess I'll always be at home,
The end, so near,
The blade reflects the sky,
Our days are never coming back,
Do you want me to guide your knife?
The sky, so dark,
The stars, they cry,
As the omen of death falls,
Our days are never coming back,
I guess I'll always be at home,
Do you want me to guide this knife?
