New Moon Poem
Volturi

We are but gods in our world
We are the ones that you obey
The ones that you fear
We are the black cloaked ones
From your deepest nightmares
We are the royalty of our world
We are the ones you bow down to
The ones you listen to
We are the black cloaked ones
From your deepest nightmares
We are saints in their world
We are the ones the celebrate
The ones they wear red for
We are the black cloaked ones
From your deepest nightmares
We are the ones who control our world
We are the ones that punish our world
The ones who destroy them
We are the black cloaked ones
From your deepest nightmares
Oh dearest Bella Swan
You are but a human
Who knows not only about us
But too much about us
You have two choices too make
Join us,
Or leave us
The decision is not just yours
But also your precious Cullen’s
I am sure my dear friend Carlisle
Will choose wisely
Oh dearest Bella Swan
I would enjoy human life
While it lasts
We will be back
Don’t forget about it
We can just show up,
At anytime,
La Tua Cantante
What a waste of a life