Gothic Rangers (The)
Faded Moon
Faded Moon in the bright of dayLike an omen before battleI try to find my passage wayThrough the wolves and the cattleI brace my nerves for the modern streetVehicles like beasts of HannibalThis marketplace is as completeAs the fear of a cornered animalI go to work for the bread of lifeI take my nights with no gimmickI pirouette on the point of a knifeWhat is this flesh with me in itBut looking over my shoulderIs someone following meI swear, I know I saw somethingWas it angels in the Blakean treeLooking over my shoulderIs something gaining on meI swear, my unfaith is shakenIs there a ghost in this big machineBut all I find is a faded moonHow do you shake off ancient superstitionLetras de cancionesHow do weather a flood of faithsHow do you leverage your positionWhen time flies like a nightmare wraithI brace my nerves for an act of passionOr is that tension on the gearsLove becomes algorithmic actionIf survival is the ideaBut looking over my shoulder Did something move in the wildI swear, I know I heard footstepsSoft as the kiss of a childLooking over my shoulderWas something tender and mildGroping through teeth and clawsReaching out with a lover's smileBut all I see is a faded moon
From Letras Mania