Moonchild کے بول

Tell me, what are we doing here? To live in a tear, until we all disappear? Is the challenge, to live in this place? Becoming angels fallen from grace In this light we dance Footsteps in an empty hall Whispers as the curtains fall Astennu, Egyptian god of the moon (Tell me) How deep is your wound? Is this the underground sign? We are the moonchild Am I the deathless one? Or the chosen one to die? Our souls still lie in this torment Like you I've cried So this is our domain Under this (pale) light we dance As we gather under the full moon We are the moon child...