Oh, the beauty of the shine
The glistening of the light
The water's reflection
praises the sky
The moon is full tonight
You turn me into a monster of want
A wolf that desires sight
Beholden to the stars
The waves of sound will spike
The red approaches; inching
Have you ever seen a monster in fright?
The morrow comes prematurely
Amnesiac; he waits
For the glistening of the light
