New Orleans in Rage

Crescent City’s under a blood-red sky,
Shadows dance where the dead don’t lie,
Ghosts in alleys, spirits weep,
Darkness whispers, secrets deep.
Refrão:
Get it dark, feel the doom,
In the grip of the swamp’s gloom,
The hunt’s begun, the blood will flow,
In the shadows, monsters grow.
Verso 2:
Las Vegas, a wasteland torn,
Neon burns where the battles are worn,
But New Orleans hides its fatal charms,
Where mist and rain cloak hidden harms.
Refrão:
Get it dark, feel the doom,
In the grip of the swamp’s gloom,
The hunt’s begun, the blood will flow,
In the shadows, monsters grow.
Ponte:
Those who thirst where the moonlight fades,
Their hunger tied to these haunted shades,
Mansions creak with lost souls' breath,
Swamps whisper of forgotten death.
Verso 3:
The end begins where the swamp sways,
A secret war where darkness plays,
It crawls to Vegas, a blazing storm,
But here, it starts where the night is born.
Refrão:
Get it dark, feel the doom,
In the grip of the swamp’s gloom,
The hunt’s begun, the blood will flow,
In the shadows, monsters grow.
Final:
Get it dark, let it consume,
New Orleans shakes in its tomb,
The hunt’s on fire, the night’s our home,
In the darkness, we will roam.