Shader (Gory Blister)

Of all spectacles of nature There's one angels cannot miss It's the moon who loves our star She hides him into her kiss...within... Centuries of horror... Centuries of horror A moonskin alien breed Is feeding on our source Encrusting forms of ice Freeze all our sacred eyes...no! Let the light be dark And the sun shine black Let the sun shine black Her sweet shadow slowly crawls Upon the sphere who warms our souls Those few seconds of enchantment Will be centuries of horror Centuries of horror... Centuries of horror What seemed to us the eclipse Is the awakening of the moon The aliens and their ships Will crash the human race...dead! Let the light be dark And the sun shine black Let the sun shine black Where is my star so bright Who gives my bleeding heart The heat of a shining light The sense of a dying art? Burning heart... Burning art...