Footsteps echoing the jungle's mud;
Jumping and climbing in midnight's twilight
The creature longed for vermilion blood;
But all it found was a fanged sprite
The new moon descends upon the dark;
The white wolf sprints and splits the night
It stops to run and starts to bark;
To a yellow-eyed that breaks the light
The two fairy tales come to life;
Growling under celestial eclipse
Will either of them manage to survive;
To a century old apocalypse
The trees fall down, rivers run red;
The fight is fierce, it breaks the dawn
So it ends with a bloodshed;
As finally the two has long been gone
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 10:10 AM UTC
Footsteps echoing the jungle's mud;
Jumping and climbing in midnight's twilight
The creature longed for vermilion blood;
But all it found was a fanged sprite
The new moon descends upon the dark;
The white wolf sprints and splits the night
It stops to run and starts to bark;
To a yellow-eyed that breaks the light
The two fairy tales come to life;
Growling under celestial eclipse
Will either of them manage to survive;
To a century old apocalypse
The trees fall down, rivers run red;
The fight is fierce, it breaks the dawn
So it ends with a bloodshed;
As finally the two has long been gone
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