Moonlit Aether Songtext
von Black Pyre

Blood on the hands of the beholder
Stares forth into his being
A presence it lurks for the spirit
Inside his mind

Consciousness slips
A state of grey and bleak
Swirling to the everlasting void
Slowly seeps into the skull


Startled and woken
Dream or nightmare

The aether seeps from his wounds
Drifting further into the realm
Awaiting the eternal joy of cold
Translucent essence of the void

Moon beams illuminate
Fog obscures the vision
A white haze of enigma
Pale white surrounding
Aether of the moon