The Moon
Cut the bonds with the moonAnd let the dogs gatherBurn the gauze in the spoonAnd suck the poison upAnd bleed
Shut the door to the moonAnd let the birds gatherPlay no more with the foolAnd let the souls wanderAnd bleedFrom the soul
A slow hurt.. and it breaks us..And so down,Down, down and so plainSo downWhen you play some more it seems soAnd my friends are past this gameOf breakdownsAnd our friends that are lost at sea..Throw downAnd I'll break the wasted spaceSlow down, slow down,If you don't slow down, slow downIf you don't slow down, slow..
Cut the bonds with the moonAnd watch the dogs gather