The moon presence has dawned once again
And the beastly scourge is coming out of its den
Preying on the quaint gothic town of Y'harnam
Stripping flesh and leaving a bloody mess behind them
Who they gonna call? They get the big boys
The badass hunters with their nice and sharp toys
Garbed in bandages and coats pitch black
They run off into the night to fight back
The monsters that're crawling from under your bed
And fucking with your sanity getting in your head

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