Children Of The Moon

We are the children that worship the moon
We live in the shadows so we never see the sun
Creatures of this city and I'm sure you'll see us soon
We dance to the beat of a very different drum

I said oh can I get that rhythm that sends shivers down your spine
In the sewers of this city we will wait until the night
When the nights black ink holds the moon in the sky
We will take to these streets where we beasts move with pride
It's a children of the moon intervention
We're the hairs that stand on end when you feel tension
A different breed, we're the scabs, we're the scum
We're the grit, we're the grime, and we dance to a very different drum

Once upon a time a time that was not long ago
there lived a little boy infected by the evils of this world
In his heart the madness was growing until it leaked anger into his veins
And when he grew he didn't grow up, he just grew more and more insane
He felt pain in his brain, flames, blisters, blood stains,
bipolar hurricanes, tried to remain sane
Oh but it's in vein, burning up in flames
Oh what fun, fun
Dance to the drum, drum, drum

We are the children that worship the moon
We live in the shadows so we never see the sun
Creatures of this city and I'm sure you'll see us soon
We dance to the beat of a very different drum

We weave through this city like a poisonous thread
We're not quite living, but we're not quite dead
We all sing along to a very different tune
We are the children that worship the moon

We are the children that worship the moon
We live in the shadows so we never see the sun
Creatures of this city and I'm sure you'll see us soon
We dance to the beat of a very different drum