**** it here it goes, just made it up randomly~

In the midst of a full moon night,
When the princess moon was shading her light,
Between the haunted woods and falling snow,
Something strange I felt though.

The owl was crying, I wonder,
And my heart was only singing a prayer,
I could'nt feel my heart and soul free,
And there was only fear that I could see.

Now I feed on the living,like my heart is made of stone,
Trapped in a vicious world,all alone.
But there is still hope, maybe it will come to an end,
When I can be free, not to face this again