From out of the darkness Into the full moon light,
Leaving a world of blindness Finding my sight,
The terrors that had griped me,
Are finally released Away, as tonight I run again,
So helpless I am Frozen with fright,
For the beast within me Stalks the night,
When I close my eyes I shiver with fear,
The hutong is quite empty, Yet I know the mark is here.
I can feel it dragging me, Toward a deep shitty hole,
It has my body, but It seeks my soul
Running and screaming, ON ON!
But how I find it? With all of my being and all of my might.
The night is for terror, Both new and old,
runs from the past Or the future unfold.
I finish in sweat, Yet I am very cold,
it wasn’t long, but it wasn’t short.
The Full Moon Hashers, as it was foretold,
are meeting tonight for another song,
The song of of the fear, the song of the road,
where the night creatures, can be easily found.
So welcome again, this winter night,
to another Full Moon, with beers and cries,
Cries for the runners, cries for the beasts,
in front of the temple in the guolou street.