Texty: Dark. A Taste Of Fear.

Moonlight burns your skin when you try to sleep
your sleeping dreams awake as nightmares
You fly across the sky on bloody wings of love
trying not to fall into a sea of sadness
A taste of fear
Moonlight turns to dust when all is said and done

now all love is lost before it has begun
Drowning in your tears suffocation's near
breathing your dead love like a taste of fear