Limbonic Art - Moon İn The Scorpio
 

A mirror blank ocean above me decoy

Superior forces that head or destroy

Take me astray into the moonlight above

Through twilight eyes as a spectre shadow


It is a time of great light

And a great darkness

Can't you feel the present

Of its phenomenon


In an atmosphere supreme

Forces dwells in domancy

The essence of its spirit is evil

As a curse upon thy name


Midnight is the shepherd of mysterious powers

And moving shadows in the corner of the eye

Moon's blazing intuition

Contains what death require


Cleanse the doors of perception

See things appear in its true art

The cold hands of divinity

Will tear thy soul apart


Behold the sky above when the moon is in the Scorpio

A cold bleak light