Bark At The Moon The sun is out, I dare not embark, There is too much hope, I stay where it is dark I cannot see redemption, perhaps that’s for the best Reminisce for that reason, as I await my test View the time go bye, repress those I know If they chance to show, their lives I will blow There is nothing I can trust, not even I But my instinct is to serve, serve til I die I don’t control my destiny, but I chose my path Spilt the blood of innocents, gave my soul a laugh Now my soul is silent, intent held with chains Cursed to side against me, cursed to view my pains Reflection must be broke, cuz the mirror tells no lies I am not a good man, I can see it through his eyes Break the glass with flesh, my hurt creates a smile I think I’ll find out who I am, this may take a while [The darkness has gone down, I can see the light The midnite sun has rose, their pain is in my sight I am not a good man, I’m not made of bad I am cloaked by a vision, to cure the sad Pain will test their evil, will they bare my mark Pain will test my journey, will their bodies line with chalk Moon will turn blood red, if my task is done Moon will share my pain, once vengeance has begun] The sun don’t work, that light aint right In bed I lurk, the nights my fight The only bright I trust, don’t come from fire In the dark I must, the Moon don’t let me tire In the shadows I must follow, I aint feel no threat Dark my soul is hollow, the beams light my silhouette I march on darken brick, towards that evil bitch My mind is but a trick, I turn the mental switch We wish for souls to cry, because we hate the wait When innocent blood is spilled , our veins will fill with hate Our destiny is clear, we can now escape our chains We march without the fear, we march without the pain The hood blocks our eyes, so the fury he wont know Don’t think it lets them hide, he will feel every blow Our madness holds by but a thread, his life will feel our might The vengeance will make him dead, at the hands of the Moon Knight! [The darkness has gone down, we can see the light The midnite sun has rose, their pain is in our sight We are not good men, we aren’t made of bad We are cloaked by a vision, to cure the sad Pain will test their evil, will they bare our mark Pain will test our journey, will their bodies line with chalk Moon will turn blood red, if our task is done Moon will share our pain, once vengeance has begun] Evil blood has spilt, gore is on the streets The unlucky escape our marks, but their faces lye our feet The rest will spread the myth, beware of our dream If they choose to awake, we will here the screams Midnite sun has set, do I know now who I am I fear the answer hides, so til then I am damned Every night poses questions, so the answer may come soon Perhaps it comes tonight, while I bark at the moon.
