Hour Of The Wolf

Beware of the bleeding moon
'Cause I'll still missing you all day
In every way
Beware of the witching hour
'Cause I can feel you in my room
Is that still you?

Beware of the burried child
He runs oh so wild and free
He's just like me
But I can't touch your skin
It burns with the shitty grin of Zeus
And heaven surrounds you

Beware of the bleeding moon
'Cause I'll still missing you all day
In every way