"The 28th day
She'll be bleeding again
And in lupine ways
We'll all eviate the pain
Unholy water
Sanguine addiction
Those silver bullets
A last blood benediction
It is her Moon time
When there's iron in the air
A rusted essence
Woman may I know you're there
(...)
Hey Wolf Moon
Come cast your spell on me
Don't spill a drop, dear
Let me kiss the curse away
Yourself in my mouth
Will you leave me with your taste?
(...)
Beware
The wood at night
Beware
The Lunar light
So in this gray haze
We'll be metting again
And on that great day
I will tease you all the same
(...)"
by Type O Negative
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