Under the wicked Moon

“Under the Wicked Moon”

by Robert Ramage

Intro:

A cold wind’s howlin’ through the midnight trees,

The shadows come alive, and they whisper to me.

Something’s movin’ where the graveyard blooms,

And a werewolf cries beneath the wicked moon.

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Verse 1:

Claws in the dirt and the thunder rolls,

Black cats prowl and the church bell tolls.

The night’s alive with a devilish tune,

Can you feel that fire startin’ to bloom?

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Verse 2:

Leather and lace, temptation’s grin,

The masquerade of monsters begins.

Candles flicker on a crimson floor,

Once you walk in, you can’t ignore.

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Verse 3:

The witch is smilin’ with a glass of wine,

Says, “Baby, this night is purely divine.”

Skeletons dance in the pale moonlight,

And sin feels sweeter on a night like tonight.

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Verse 4:

The fog rolls heavy, the air turns sweet,

Every heartbeat pounds like a tribal beat.

If you listen close, you’ll hear the tune —

That wicked laugh under the silver moon.

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Chorus:

Under the wicked moon, we lose control,

Let the spirits take your soul.

Raise your glass, let your darkness bloom,

We’re all alive under the wicked moon!

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Bridge:

Don’t fear the fire, don’t fight the spell,

We’re dancin’ on the edge between heaven and hell.

Tonight we’re sinners, lovers, fools—

Just creatures playin’ by Halloween’s rules.

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Outro:

The howls fade slow, the night turns gray,

The monsters sleep till the next full day.

But the echo stays, that haunted tune...

Still beats inside — under the wicked moon.