Alas! ominous moon magnified
The very soul of the silence of the night;
Like an eerie ghostly still lamb
Breathing her horror across shadowy sky...

Gloom glories of dreary darkness
Spread wide wings across heavenly breadth;
Stirring awake the sinisterly serenity,
Sleeping in branches of silhouette of doom...

Whispering winds of gory woes
Streamed beneath the chill of this creepy realm.
Tonight wholly belong to the grey moon
And her evil winged cronies to reign supreme...

Blood of apocalypse will bleed and flow below;
None shall be spared till the moon drips with blood.