The moon is a place of mystery
A place where three girls must run
From the hungry wolf that chases them
They must do this every, every night
The wolf howls with delight
As they run through Lacus Spei
The girls head toward the rising, rising sun
If the wolf catches them, they’re done
So they keep on, keep on running
From the whispers and the growls behind
The girls are angry, scared, and tired
But have always had to live this game
The wolf calls them by their names
They hear it but they do not turn
The wolf is close, so close upon them
Somehow, they make it to the sunlight
And they’re safe for now, for now
The moon is a place of mystery
A place where girls are forced to run
From a hungry wolf that won’t stop chasing them
Really enjoying the gothic fairytale vibe you’re spilling at the moment.
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