17 October 2012
Eyes yellow after turning Upon a full moon his blood starts burning Fangs just like a vampire Except this beast don't need to sire
Before his transformation He's just a normal one of gods creations But when the moon strikes in all it's glory That's when the devil writes a gruesome story
His hunger for flesh takes control A need to kill and feed takes hold When the moon goes down and the sun comes through The man returns as does his food
As a plethora of guts and flesh and blood All evacuate his stomach and body for good He crumbles in remorse down to his knees For the innocent victims of the yellow eyed beast
The Moon Beast • Opuss № I