Were dark angels bleed and the fire burns cold. The blood moon covers the sun. The wind cuts you like a knife your life is almost done. <br /> <br /> When the killers breath is on your neck you had better wake from your sleep. For tonight is the night of the blood moon and your sole belongs to me. <br /> <br /> Sleep sweet dreams till nightmares come and wake you from your sleep than scarlet blood will trickle down as i am swallowed by the ground. <br /> <br /> You will leave this world for dreams of gold and places where you can fly with silver butterflies and you never have to cry. <br /> <br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sleep Sweet Dreams Of The Blood Moon~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br />Shooting Star<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blood-moon-dreams/
