Let the moonlight shine upon me,
For I am its unusual child.
I do not fear the dark,
I do not fear the unknown wild.
Let the moonlight shine upon me,
For I am its unusual child.
The blood that flows in me is a faint silver,
The depths of the crates are my solitary eyes.
When I look for Mother in the night above me,
I am numbed by a strangely easing sensation,
Only you can understand me,
Only you can understand the desolation.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 11:46 AM UTC
Let the moonlight shine upon me,
For I am its unusual child.
I do not fear the dark,
I do not fear the unknown wild.
Let the moonlight shine upon me,
For I am its unusual child.
The blood that flows in me is a faint silver,
The depths of the crates are my solitary eyes.
When I look for Mother in the night above me,
I am numbed by a strangely easing sensation,
Only you can understand me,
Only you can understand the desolation.