The Lunatic Tide - Drowning the Light

A wash of scarlet over the moon

confuses the ocean tides

A midnight hymn out of tune

Calling out to something deep within

A brooding insanity that will begin

For when this night song of original sin

possess my soul the lunacy starts therein

To dance the dance of insomnia

To feel the surge of nature

To know the kiss of the unsettled

To taste the essence of the creature

The lunatic tide

Moon!

I am yours!