Tired of dull ages, I walk the same ground, Collecting the tragedies still Hollow ambitions in a hollow mind Carried my cross to the hill
And how I lust for the dance and the fire Deep of the nectarine sunset to drink Spill me the wind and its fire To steal of the colors - I'm the moonshield
Shattered hope became my guide And grief and pain my friends A brother pact in a blood-ink penned Declare my silent end
Naked an dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the moonshield that once upon us shone
Naked an dying under worlds of silent stone Reaching for the moonshield that once upon us shone
And how I lust for the dance and the fire Deep of the nectarine sunset to drink Spill me the wind and its fire To steal of the colors - I'm the... I'm the... I'm the... I'm the moonshield