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Texty: Fields Of The Nephilim. Moonchild.

Moonchild
Moonchild
Moonchild

Well it's a righteous dream
But out of mind, yeah
A righteous dream
But out of mind, yeah

Tend the horses
Let them crawl
Put them in their cages
Open your eyes
And despite what's deep
Longevity
Well, that's righteous for the weak

Moonchild
Lower me down, lower me down
Moonchild
Lower me down down down down down down

Well it's a righteous day
But out of mind, yeah
Oh, it's a righteous day

Never return, I will wait no more
Take no prisoners in the promised war
You'll die for this
Die for this take them

Moonchild
Lower me down, lower me down
Moonchild
Lower me down
Moonchild
Lower me down
Moonchild
Lower me down down down down down down

Here comes the silver pieces
Can't you see you're losing me

Moonchild
Lower me down, lower me down
Moonchild
Lower me down
Moonchild
Lower me down
Moonchild
Lower me down down down down down down
Moonchild
Lower me down
Moonchild
Lower me down down down down down down

Revisit to an empty hall
You can't see I've been burned before
Well they tear you down and they'll bear your shame
Longevity hear my pain

Moonchild
And I'm waiting, and I'm raging
And I'm waiting, and I'm raging
And a white moon falls, a black moon calls
Waiting to defy the one

Moonchild
A longevity, a longevity
I melt down where I burned before
A longevity, longevity
I melt down where I burned before
And I know where you lay
I melt down where I burned before
And I know where you lay