Paroles de The Deadmoon

A reality not far away Legend of chaos and disarray Right hand path has gone astray A dead moon in a frozen circle The symbol of fatality A blackened sun summon at the skies This is where the end begins Dead Foresight of the not yet achieves In an age oh so naïve Trying hard to face reality This is real, the sum of our strain Prayers of perversion From the inferior to a fallen god Depraved intensions To be one with the way of the dog Moon