Look into the night...
Look unto the sky...
face Her nightly shape...
feel Her chilling cold - Mother Moon is full!

Her face of agony
Her dismal morbid gleam
a shape so desperate - the Moon is full
reminding us of pain
reminding us of fear
She's guiding in the night - Her children

ah! the Moon is full

behind that ghostly veil She hides that ghostly shape
Her light is guiding us - Her children (as wander in the mist)

ah! the Moon is full!

reminding us of pain
reminding us of fear
She's watching in the dark - Her children
find Her dismal light
adopt Her facial form
breed the spawn of night
 [bad word] one with the Moon

dismal agony, distant misery
I'm drowning in Her eyes and the Moon is full!