Blood moon Werewolf x Scarecrow Harold (Mashup)

Dark, Choral Grunge, folk, Horror Soundtrack, Metal, Deep vocals

[Intro – whispered, distant]
In the daylight, you're like us… 
Made of straw with a twisted frown… 
In the moonlight, you take a rush, hung on a pole just outside of town…

[Verse – slow, creeping]
In the daylight, you're like us 
In the moonlight, you take a rush 
People in disguise 
In the shadows you hide
Made of straw with a twisted frown 
Hung on a pole just outside of town 
Stitched by hands that did my name like a game 
Fed me hate till I burned in shame

[Pre-Chorus]
Open your eyes, head in a dazed 
Lost in confusion, trapped in a haze 
Shadows pulling you near 
The blood moon rises – the beast is in control here
I was made to scare the crows 
Now I scare what breathes around me 
They mocked my grin, said "You're not real" 
But little did they know I broke that deal

[Chorus – call & response]
Blood moon werewolf is what you are 
(Run… run… the moon is red) 
Teeth that will rip you to shreds 
A beast in sheep clothing, scar to scar
I'm scarecrow Harold, still in the cornfield, still in the sun 
(Uhhh, grrrh) I don't move fast but I always get done 
Just a scarecrow with spite and rust and soil 
I wait where blood meets toil (grrrh)

[Drop – chant]
Blood spilled everywhere… blood moon werewolf 
Your night has come, the hunt begun 
Blood… blood… 
Blood moon werewolf
I'm scarecrow Harold, still in the cornfield, still in the sun 
(Uhhh, grrrh) I don't move fast but I always get done

[Bridge – instruments crashing in]
Strings snap, the drums are torn 
Voices screaming like they've been sworn 
Everything crashes down 
Walls been painted of the beast devouring sound
I smell their fear, it fills my chest 
Heart beating fast, it feeds my rest 
They come at night with shaking hands 
I grin, and they don't stand a chance
Run… run… the moon is red 
Teeth that will rip you to shreds 
A beast in sheep clothing, scar to scar
I'm scarecrow Harold, still in the cornfield, still in the sun

(Uhhh, grrrh) I don't move fast but I always get done  
Just a scarecrow with spite and rust and soil  
I wait where blood meets toil as  
Blood spilled everywhere… blood moon werewolf  
Your night has come, the hunt begun  
Blood… blood…  
Blood moon werewolf

[Outro – spoken, fading]  
There really is nothing to be afraid of…  
After all… what could a doll do?

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[Intro – whispered, distant] In the daylight, you're like us… Made of straw with a twisted frown… In the moonlight, you take a rush, hung on a pole just outside of town… [Verse – slow, creeping] In the daylight, you're like us In the moonlight, you take a rush People in disguise In the shadows you hide Made of straw with a twisted frown Hung on a pole just outside of town Stitched by hands that did my name like a game Fed me hate till I burned in shame [Pre-Chorus] Open your eyes, head in a dazed Lost in confusion, trapped in a haze Shadows pulling you near The blood moon rises – the beast is in control here I was made to scare the crows Now I scare what breathes around me They mocked my grin, said "You're not real" But little did they know I broke that deal [Chorus – call & response] Blood moon werewolf is what you are (Run… run… the moon is red) Teeth that will rip you to shreds A beast in sheep clothing, scar to scar I'm scarecrow Harold, still in the cornfield, still in the sun (Uhhh, grrrh) I don't move fast but I always get done Just a scarecrow with spite and rust and soil I wait where blood meets toil (grrrh) [Drop – chant] Blood spilled everywhere… blood moon werewolf Your night has come, the hunt begun Blood… blood… Blood moon werewolf I'm scarecrow Harold, still in the cornfield, still in the sun (Uhhh, grrrh) I don't move fast but I always get done [Bridge – instruments crashing in] Strings snap, the drums are torn Voices screaming like they've been sworn Everything crashes down Walls been painted of the beast devouring sound I smell their fear, it fills my chest Heart beating fast, it feeds my rest They come at night with shaking hands I grin, and they don't stand a chance Run… run… the moon is red Teeth that will rip you to shreds A beast in sheep clothing, scar to scar I'm scarecrow Harold, still in the cornfield, still in the sun (Uhhh, grrrh) I don't move fast but I always get done Just a scarecrow with spite and rust and soil I wait where blood meets toil as Blood spilled everywhere… blood moon werewolf Your night has come, the hunt begun Blood… blood… Blood moon werewolf [Outro – spoken, fading] There really is nothing to be afraid of… After all… what could a doll do?

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