The soul winged its way
A hope to match the shine
Denied to touch the light
Forbidden to survive
The tender slay awaits
As the shelter turns to grave
decimate with embrace
left bleeding to decay
For my angels souls endure
For whom the moon fades
So harsh is the moon
As it tears with its blade
The tender slay awaits
As the shelter turns to grave
decimate with embrace
left bleeding to decay
For my angels souls endure
For whom the moon fades
So harsh is the moon
As it tears with its blade
The glint could tear me down
So cruel the moon can shine
The glint could shut me down
So cruel the moon can shine
The glow teared me down
So cruel the moon can shine
The glow teared me down
So cruel the moon can shine
