When the moon's in darkness Covered by the call And love is in the mystery of the fall The worth of all Remembers the message and the call Please send help, please We don't know where we are We are five and fifty on the call The dog will lead you here image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif
To the place of the fall A childish hand had written the curse of all The words the peasants read, the fall And since that time two years have passed The starving dog is dead now The dog is dead now