Sonata of the Moon - Sanctimony

Dead thougts are wondering lonely

The empty starless sky

Darkness as morass sucking in

Dawn yet so far…

A moment to consider what happens arround

Hearing desperate, hollow dark

One comes into the world, for some it’s time to pass

Morning won’t come soon…

Maybe time has stopped

Maybe stars are extinct

Maybe morn is never to come

Maybe that’s the best

Dead thoughts are wondering lonely

The empty lightless world

So horrid the dark

Lights yet so far