The Crying Moon by Tarja
Take all your black arrows
they can not harm no more
fantasies locked up
in your dungeon
take all your black arrows
they can not harm no more
The universe is watching her
an evil curse lies on her heart
a chariot, pulled by crows
trying to tear her hope apart.
Confined in sin
I can hear the moon is crying
as it spells out your name
(spells out your name)
all the stars are up there sighing
saying you come back again
Behind the darkest lullaby
they kept their wishes hidden well
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