The moon is full
and judging me.
She is brutal
in her unblinking stare.
Her bright white
window into my soulless shell
does not miss a single detail
of my downfall.
Covered in the blood of the ravaged,
I beg forgiveness,
but find none,
for I am the one that needs to forgive.
How can I?
The pleas, the screams for mercy
still ring in my ears
like chimes on the river Styx
at ferry time.
Caught between this human world
and the beyond,
the only thing I have left is my thirst
and my wolf's love.
My thirst is eternal.
Is my wolf's love as well?
~Drake
and judging me.
She is brutal
in her unblinking stare.
Her bright white
window into my soulless shell
does not miss a single detail
of my downfall.
Covered in the blood of the ravaged,
I beg forgiveness,
but find none,
for I am the one that needs to forgive.
How can I?
The pleas, the screams for mercy
still ring in my ears
like chimes on the river Styx
at ferry time.
Caught between this human world
and the beyond,
the only thing I have left is my thirst
and my wolf's love.
My thirst is eternal.
Is my wolf's love as well?
~Drake