Twisting Decay

A jagged moon, stares down on reflections gloom
Her tears shape the oceans tide
Twisting crystal sorrow, she cannot hide her face...

Tortured sun, you were the chosen one,
You could have led us from oursleves
But instead you ran away, from your own burning decay...

We walked to you that night
Under weeping moon and painful light
Take away our tears
Replace the anguish of all those lonely years...

You promised us a cure
Yet still you turned away
A twisted decay