The dark moon held in hand,
Connected by only a chain...
One warrior stands alone, on a graveyard once a...
All of his enemies slain around him, he is...
Just one hit
And that's it; your mine...
We tell you a tale of a far away place,
A beautiful smile with a beautiful face...
The light is dim here.
Screams are heard in the distance...
Heroin powdered cheeks
tar smeared mascara...
Stunning silver moonbeams glow
Reflections from the lake below...
This is the deadly circus,
a courageous mistake...
There is a myth among the tales told,
Where when the sun has finally set...
Whenever you portray the gleam of hope
on the canvas of your face...
He stands alone in a quiet village,
a village that knows no fear...
Timeless waters engulf our drowsy imagination
Where dreams are made and lost...