When the moon turns red
And the dark is just right,
You, screaming in your bed
In the middle of the night,
You, screaming in your bed
In the middle of the night,
And like the tears of a poppy
You're drowning in the sand,
Knowing that few was happy,
Knowing that there is an End.
You're drowning in the sand,
Knowing that few was happy,
Knowing that there is an End.
And when the hope itself dies,
Seal your lying poisoned lips;
'Cause behind your vicious eyes
Will be the Deep Total Eclipse.
Seal your lying poisoned lips;
'Cause behind your vicious eyes
Will be the Deep Total Eclipse.
Damblarin
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