Yes, I did drown the moon in my own blood
And now I shall drown the earth in yours
A bloodred moon rises over the stone fields
Cold winds sweep the black desert
Dark stone mountains strech up to the skies
In the astral dreamers dream
The darkly shining moon
Lits up the heaven of the crying star
The horizon burns
Alone I stare at the stars
In the warm silence
Of a place "their" eyes have and will never see
And I wonder if "they" know I am (up) here?
The moon bleeds my blood
The blood I sacrificed
So that before I die
I can see the stars through different eyes