Bad Moonlight, falling down.
Bad Moonlight, falling down on me.
Bad moonlight, swept away the trees,
Singing a song of sorrow and grief.
Followed by a Shadow,
Deep, dark, endlessly.
Brought forth from the
Hallowed Halls of my nightmares:
Monsters and demons.
Drawing power from the Shadow:
Endlessly, deep, dark.
With Bad Moonlight falling down on me.
Falling down on me...
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