I am longing for something to happen
To wake me up and fill my eyes
With light
There is a storm approaching
And a dark moon rising
A dark moon rising
Forward moves made towers so
Waters in my Meloisey
There is a storm approaching
And a black moon rising
Such a black moon rising
ooh
ooh
ooh
ooh
ooh
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