Child of the Blood moon

Born beneath a crimson tide

When the moon forgot to hide

Eyes aglow with cursed flame

They whispered sin into my name

The village watched with silent fear

No cradle songs, no one near

Ashes marked my infant cry

And stars recoiled across the sky

Child of the Blood Moon, cast aside

No hand to hold, nowhere to hide

In shadowed woods, I made my throne

A heart of fire, yet all alone

I danced with wolves beneath the trees

The thorns would hum their lullabies

Mirrors cracked when I drew near

And dreams would die if they saw clear

But deep within this cursed skin

A voice begins to rise again

Child of the Blood Moon, feared and cold

The tales were lies that they were told

The storm in me they tried to chain

But I am night, and I remain

No prayers for me, no holy light

But stars still bleed for me each night

I wear my pain like armor black

And dare the world to take it back

Child of the Blood Moon, rise and burn

The winds are shifting, tides will turn

They feared my power, feared my flame

But now they’ll learn to speak my name

Born of silence, raised by gloom

I am the child of the blood red moon