Bella luna, reigning queen of the night
whom wolves hail, bringer of waxing light...
I could live for you
I could lose my cranial nerves...
O my queen thou hast made time for me
Though I am more a sinner than a saint...
Bright orange and red flames arose,
As I incinerated everything that was composed...
Freed of loathsome town
we stalk befogged tracks...
The softness of those eyes
Erased everything I had known...
I'm walking this road,
that may lead me...
I do love you. Don't you see? Don't you...
Too many times
I brushed springs...
I'm tired of being the only one trying to make us...
I've become a total gentleman, no longer a jerk...
Sitting in the beautiful green fields,
trees every where you look...
I chase his name
upon a railway...