Underneath the golden moon
Golden moon, blood red sky
Glittering stars, scattered like dust on the red canvas
Like prying eyes, glittering white
Crawling gallantly, so bravely, the scorpion
Seeking his unfortunate prey
The red night canvas, the scorpion's camouflage
Master stinger, loved by the golden moon
Stealthy stalker under the stars
Eternal stars, the golden moon's handmaidens
Venomous stinger of the those who do not see him
Master stinger, crawling bravely
Lurking in the shadows, stealthy striker
Venom filled stinger, awaiting its prey
Small is the scorpion, but he is danger
Waiting with pincers strong, stinger filled with death
Oh, prowler of the night, unseen, unheard
Woe is you prey, it gladdens your
heart with each strike,
Stalking, waiting in the deadly
eerie night
The wind sweeps the scorpions realm
Whispering the coming of a prey
The red sky like a huge crimson ruby
Like a fire laced with white stardust
The deadly night of the scorpion
The deadly silent night stalker
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