Under a blood red moon
That fades from my eyes
An ancestral haunting
Brings their names across a plain unknown
Harvesting thought from a mind out of time
The disembodied voice of corpses on the wind unknown
DawnUnder a blood red moon That fades from my eyes An ancestral haunting Brings their names across a plain unknown Harvesting thought from a mind out of time The disembodied voice of corpses on the wind unknown |