Mentality of Darkmoon
He stands within the shadows;
Watching those that pass by;
Savoring the touch of darkness;
Like he would a Lovers caress!

Every lie to pass from his lips;
To him tastes as sweet as a Kiss!
The scent of fear from his victims;
Smells like the sweetest of perfumes!

To him the corruption of innocents;
Is a game to be enjoyed by many;
Yet to increase the darkness in one already evil;
Is a game he shall share with but one other!

Undermining those he calls allies;
Is something he does readily;
For to him an allie is needed;
Until his use has been depleted!
~~~Thomas Peterson~~~