Cover the Moon
by Alexander

My clothing torn, as what was worn is left within my wake,
Now left to roam, get safety home, it's all a big mistake.
I should have known the night was close, and yet I never learn,
As day does end, and moon ascend, in wolfen guise I turn.

My ribcage buckled out of shape, my shoulders muscle bound,
I hide inside this dead-end street, tall shadows all around.
To find a way without delay, of getting to my home,
Is something that I need to do, with caution I do roam.

I sense the smell of everything my eyes cannot detect,
With muffled growl, I slowly prowl, my posture moves erect.
Inside of me, instinctively, I pull my head back tight,
And sing my song of anger, as I bath in pale moonlight.

What human trace inside of me has suddenly gone numb,
My senses heightened greater in this creature I've become.
Yet somewhere in my memory, this madness will not last,
I seem to recall images that flicker through my past.

This hound of death, with steaming breath, through shadows I do dance,
I search this maze with canine gaze, and move within a trance.
For yet again I feel the strain, through neon lights I race,
This midnight mask of terror can be seen within my face.

As night gives birth to daylight and sunrise dawns once more,
I find my way towards the day, to whom I was before.
No secret to be proud is this, such suffering and pain,
I only know as the moon does show, this change will come again.

So long I've lived this nightmare, and forever it will last,
Like God and demon down below, I play this role I'm cast.
I see not of my future, nor my history does show,
Relentless is this mystery, as onward I go.