Beaver Blood Moon

The moon hangs high
Framed by a halo of clouds
Blood red and bright
Lighting all around
The cackles nigh
Growing is the sound
Eyelashes fluttering
Stilettos crack on ground

Run or fight you can't hide
From the horde
A semblance of humanity
Until your briefs are torn
Bloodthirsty savages
But looks are straight from porn
Milfs on the prowl tonight
The moms have been transformed

Beaver Blood Moon
Beaver Blood Moon

The sirens wail
Drowned out by Cherry Pie
Choke on the hairspray fumes
Cheetah print in your sight
The nails tear at you
Strip flesh straight from the bone
They only want one thing
And it's not what's in your dome

Run or fight you can't hide
From the horde
A semblance of humanity
Until your briefs are torn
Bloodthirsty savages
But looks are straight from porn
Milfs on the prowl tonight
The moms have been transformed

Beaver Blood Moon
Beaver Blood Moon

Beaver Blood Moon
Beaver Blood Moon
They will fuck you



Credits
Writer(s): Garren Dial, Van Tucker
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