The Moon (Explicit)

Mmmmm oh no not this **** again

Man I hate this **** ahhhh

**** here we go again

On the thirteenth day

In the cycle phases

The sickness kicks

In and takes me places

With no hesitation

And no reservation

The hunger begins

As night ascends

Been cursed with this since

The dawning of ages

By the Moon's evil

Faces anatma races

Since days spent building

Shrines like masons

Aligned with the skies

My thoughts is racing

Every fifteen days I go crazy

Start foaming at the mouth

Like I have rabies

Uncontrollable ripping

Skin off old ladies

Sick obsession

Blending up babies

I don't even know

Why I got to do this

Just stay the **** out

My way You punk *****

Like Tony said it's a curse

But you'll never catch me

In the back of a hearse what

Under the Moon under the Moon

Hunting for food hunting for food

We're coming for you coming for you

Your flesh we'll consume

Your flesh we'll consume

Under the Moon under the Moon

Hunting for food hunting for food

We're coming for you coming for you

Your flesh we'll consume

Your flesh we'll consume

Stalk my victim

I'm in the shadows

Wait for the time

When the horror plateaus

You don't know

That I'm here til it's too late

I put a damper

On your nice little date

And I strike your neck

It meets my mouth

I look in your eyes

As you fade out

The tough guy you're

With just runs away

I let him go

So I can kill another day

Naw I got him Stanky creep

Up behind him flanking

Any escape attempt get

It in quick take him out

Then split the *****

At her intestines tearing her flesh

You get heads again legs and thighs

Make it easy on the digestive

Which is good since

The moon is headed westward

Sixteen days almost in the books

Hate this curse of shadoof

Dragging my half off

Under the Moon under the Moon

Hunting for food hunting for food

We're coming for you coming for you

Your flesh we'll consume

Your flesh we'll consume

Under the Moon under the Moon

Hunting for food hunting for food

We're coming for you coming for you

Your flesh we'll consume

Your flesh we'll consume

Seventeenth day as the sun sets

Back out on my prowl hope

I get my fix

Less than twenty four left

And I'm starting to vex

Feel my reflex slipping

While I'm chasing

My knees getting

Weak got to be patient

Watching my target feel

My heart pace lift

My breath is in hiss time

To take this *****

Chase him to the den

As he slips into darkness

This is it I'm going

For the chest

Start to tear into his flesh

See the look in his eyes

Go from anger to fear

And then surprise

What's this not now

I'm turning back

In my weakened state

He blocks my attack

Kicks me off and then runs away

I can only imagine what he'll say