The Blue

Thougts 'bout broken dreams
Questions in your mind
Lonelyness in the dark
No answers to find
A shadow on your face
A movement far away
A noise beneath your feet
Pray while you may
The moon doesn't talk tonight
The moon doesn't breathe tonight
The moon doesn't cry tonight
The moon is dead tonight
Illusion, lonelyness, confusion emptyness
Your life is just a dream, the dream is just a scream
Love is hate and hate is love
In the deep of the blue
The tragic mystic of the moon
Is calling for you
Voices, whispers, lonely shadows
Are waiting for you
But there's no way to run
From the deep of the blue
Blood runs through your thougts
You wish to be lost
You wish to be wise
Whatever it costs
A strange voice is calling
Reaches your ear
And in the depth of your eyes
A lonely bloodred tear
The moon doesn't shine tonight
The moon doesn't sing tonight
The moon doesn't cry tonight
The moon is dead tonight
Submission, damnation, hatred, violation
Strange words and dreams, wishful thinking and screams