There will always be the wicked in the light
And the good in the dark
So beware of your sight
For the stars that shine too bright are too far

Awaken yourself into the glorious dimness
Where humans coexist
We are the good in the wickedness
What a shameful catastrophic bliss

Heaven is what we call it
But we are both the angel and the devil
This is what we call our catastrophic bliss
Where our mistakes are our own bill

We are the abandoned children of the universe
We are alone in our hearts
Shifting in our doomed curse
Because we are the fault in our stars

Close your eyes
Open our lies
We're all left in the ditch
Because the inevitable universe has turned off our light switch.

I
warned
you of my
toxicity, begged
you to abandon me,
but you were too far gone
living in ignorance of
our perpetual fate,
absorbed by
a hope
for eternity.
At last you finally see
I stole you, like the others,
****** the life from your heart.
My mind is tainted, owned not by me
but by my godforsaken crewel anxiety.
I never deserved your love, my dear
but you fell for my curse even
when I constantly remind
that my specialty lies  
in the incapability
of ever being
loved

****** into a ****** world of death and hopeless grief
No matter what man I become I'll always be a beast
Ripped in two by tragic fate and secrets that I keep
And there is no release from the creature beneath
Asleep in a devil's dream

I am cursed by the moon
And tonight will bring my doom
**** me when the wolfsbane blooms
and lock me in a silver tomb

Pain and death, they follow me wherever I may run
My soul is ****** eternally to a lake of burning blood
My life is void of happiness, I'm terrified to love
I used to thrive at night but now I live to chase the sun
Am I the only one?

I am cursed by the moon
And tonight will bring my doom
**** me when the wolfsbane blooms
and lock me in a silver tomb

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Transformed by the moon I run through the moors in the mystic fog of the night
If I find you, pray that you don't survive the attack or live through the bite
I need flesh and blood so fresh, and I smell my prey nearby
You can't run and you can't hide from me, it's time to die

This is the Curse
of the Moon
Lycanthropic Lunatic
and worse, it's true
The Wolf of Hell is coming after you

The terror in her eyes, it satisfies, the predatory urge overtakes me
Crimson-stained by his open veins, the light of the moon liberates me
The Hound of Hell escapes its cell, the human shell it's held in
The Dog of War, released once more, Suburbia in Bedlam

*This is the Curse
of the Moon
Lycanthropic Lunatic
and worse, it's true
The Wolves of Hell are coming after you

So it goes,
Those eighteen years pass.
Being cursed.

I was thrown around,
Like a voodoo doll.
To the emotions that haunted me.

I was pricked,
By the painful needles of conflict.
Painted red by my own blood.

Then,
I was tossed away,
Like I meant nothing.
To those who held me upright.

It's a cursed path,
Living in fear.
Of the hell that awaits,
Behind the broken walls of eternity.

Even if life meant nothing.

Even as that doll,
I felt passion, love.
Though it was buried deep.
Until recently.

Naive little doll was I,
Wide-eyed and wandering.
Where should I go?
In this scrutiny?

Being cursed,
Is a ****** up thing.

Walking down the street with hungry eyes
Dare not to daydream, I fantasize
Fingers coiled tightly round her throat
Compulsive urge to never let her go
Off-key voices ringing in my head
Filling me with existential dread
Chills me to the bone - burns me alive
The twisted creature I keep locked inside

Stiletto heels echo in the distance through the stillness of the air
The ghetto feels the path of least resistance so I head through there

She's drunk and all alone stumbling about
The prey dressed up in heels & cocktail gown
There's no way she's really this naive
Could this be the girl of my dreams?
Knuckles whiten, liquor on my breath
Fixated on the heaving of her chest
She hears me as her eyes widen in fear
Suddenly it all becomes so clear

Muffled screams and scraping feet fall silent on the city street
I feel her horrified heartbeat as I drag her off the cold concrete

Breaking the straps on her tight black dress
Sinking my fangs deep into her flesh
Draining her of all the will to fight
She goes limp in my arms
She's mine tonight

Sated now, I set her free
But she'll always belong to me
Like me, she bears the Mark of Cain
Her soul eternally blood stained
Like me, she bears the Mark of Cain
Cursed to darkness and immortal pain

We are bound by blood forever now
In darkness we forever drown
Accursed Children of the Night
Forgotten by the World of Light