A Shadow on the Moon
A shadow on the moon
like a sickness, like a palsy,
and she is sweating through the night
with fever drenched dreams
that haunt and tear the skies.
Ancient stars, once silver gods,
now hide, now fail, now fall,burned out husks of what they were.
And there are men in the streets
howling and inarticulate men,
muttering and cursing the moon
as they rip flesh from bone.
The stranger arrived like an infection,
a festering dark soul, a minister of decay
a priest of perverse rituals,
pronouncing a blessing over
his unruly children.
The song uses sounds from the Freesound Project:
Reverb kick
Atmos C2
Atmos C1
Nasty Mono Poly
Audio 1- 01 -35
Gas Bottle
Fretless LeadSynth C1
Fretless LeadSynth C2
Fretless LeadSynth C3
Fretless LeadSynth C4
Fretless LeadSynth C5
Fretless LeadSynth C6
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