When the moon is painted red
And bodies will be shed
Fear the blue blooded beast
With eyes as crimson as wine on the king's feast
You'll think it will be fine,
But you'll be all mine.
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Songs
PoetryTheme songs for my books, that's all I have to say. Maybe some normal poetry too.
Blood moon
When the moon is painted red
And bodies will be shed
Fear the blue blooded beast
With eyes as crimson as wine on the king's feast
You'll think it will be fine,
But you'll be all mine.
