Antipope hunt

The woods call my name
Face covered in blood
The spirits of the dead
Stir by the rising sun
The memory of fresh kill comes to me
By the light of the moon
You leave this world behind
The wind takes your fear
The sweet siren's song
In the faint morning light
The silver tears of dawn
Wash away your fear
To die we are born
Beyond fragile consciousness
The raging hunger lurks
It makes my senses sharp
Like razors in the night
Cut your silken skin
Your breath belongs to me
By the light of the moon
You leave this world behind
The wind takes your fear
The sweet siren's song
In the faint morning light
The silver tears of dawn
Wash away your fear
To die we are born
By the light of the moon
You leave this world behind
The wind takes your fear
The sweet siren's song
In the faint morning light
The silver tears of dawn
Wash away your fear
To die we are born