By the moons, heist, and all of the light Above the earth to roam ? that which never was And never to become
The moon rose, was crimson in color Lighted its coming form That once crushed to the made. It ever comes again And again, and again And again, and again And again, and again
The moon shone with a fuller red Of crossed be drawn to the earth What once has been shall be no more Dead in graves is heist It is In graves
Oh lord I knee in front of secret council And from these (?) words of iniquity For my enemies be against me And they have led ways for my soul be consumed together
Defend me from he that rises up against me Save me from he that (?) down slowly For he lies in wait for my soul And decides to take it down a firey pit
(?) to the world (?) laying in graves See your perished form So by the stone it screams of pain Their kingdom lost
The moon rose it was crimson in color (?) What once crushed to the main It ever comes again And again, and again And again, and again And again, and again