Blackest Moon - After All

Are you refering to me

Is what the martyr said

Cross the lines remember this

Watch the half moon on the cloth

Take a star into your hands

Mix the visions no sacrifice

It’s a face you don’t want to see

Flesh and bones touching me

Cross of arms

Disgusted by the view

Behold

The voices of the undertone

Behold

The rising of the blackest moon

And even when they look at you

You played with words you were told

The people did not interest you

Just the difference they could make

Sacrifice the higher cause

No clue no chance to have a choice

Decided by a lesser god

Pain is what I’m used to

Your sorrow paves the lonely road

Your sorrow engraves your holy soul