The tired moon was crawling through the trees The branches were casting shadows on the ground A sad tale took place that October morning A lost soul left home for the last time Betrayed by the world, the unknown and invisible Tangled in a web of reality never real for her
The view of the world was so different From underneath the surface In the water she felt no pain And the wings of the magpie swept her breath away
She kneeled for death in silence The trail to the lodge is Julia In the water she felt no pain And the wings of the magpie swept her breath away
She was left to this decision alone Misguided in the careless crusade
So she went away that day It was the end of her world She walked the narrow way blinded by life Blinded by life
The presence of pain was here In water tears were invisible It was all in the crest of misery She kneeled for death in silence
No answers will be found and the black lodge still remains It has always been the end, and she was finally there The dying moon laid down to rest through the nightmares And overhead the cloudy sky started to cry
Past October Skies The Black Lodge Is Irrelevant
The tired moon was crawling through the trees The branches were casting shadows on the ground A sad tale took place that October morning A lost soul left home for the last time Betrayed by the world, the unknown and invisible Tangled in a web of reality never real for her
The view of the world was so different From underneath the surface In the water she felt no pain And the wings of the magpie swept her breath away
She kneeled for death in silence The trail to the lodge is Julia In the water she felt no pain And the wings of the magpie swept her breath away
The presence of pain was here In water tears were invisible It was all in the crest of misery She kneeled for death in silence
No answers will be found and the black lodge still remains It has always been the end, and she was finally there The dying moon laid down to rest through the nightmares And overhead the cloudy sky started to cry