Dark Angel ,loves to drink on his whisky he gets ***** and very needy he looks down into the sea he didn't like what he seen His anger started rising deep within him he knows he is a ugly beast , He ask him self how could Moonlight ever love someone like me So he cast another spell that would give her more hell , she will have many dreams of he She will only be able to call him Dark Angel ,that is a command Moonlight tries so hard to never give in to his hunger, but the more angry he gets the thunder hits harder the rain pours down in showers gravity of the night pulls down the crying moon in late June , Silence cracks into Moonlights mind she knows this cold voice from long ago Moonlight ! come to me let me be you king .