Waiting in the shadow,
a place unknown...
I don't trust the night because she stares at me
with her cold, bitter eyes...
A porcelain doll sits on the shelf
as a worthless decoration...
A beauty by day, a goddess by night
Praise her grace as her chariot takes flight...
Rain sprinkles upon the forbidden ground
Sprouting the life where there was once dead...
Guardian of light, apprentice of dark.
Guarding the gates of the underworld park...
*this poem is only a draft, please comment if you...
As the moon makes its silent greeting to the...
To fall in love with her,
is to sell my soul to the darkness...
Mistress of the Moon
and there she is...
Even a man pure in heart
And says his prayers at night...
Cry out in the middle of the night.
Stare into the darkness of your room...
Standing outside your window,
You look out across the town...