Beneath the moon, she worshipped what the heavens feared, A thousand silent skulls watched as darkness appeared. His feathered arms concealed a world of decay, While her innocent heart surrendered its way. The clouds wept secrets that the stars couldn't keep, And hollow-eyed souls drifted where lost angels sleep. She kissed the shadow, mistaking it for light, Embracing her nightmare beneath the moonlit night. For love can make even death feel divine, And blind devotion knows no boundary or sign.