Expressed in the waning shadows cast off by the setting sun
A forebode, indescribable, settles in the confines of my soul
It lingers there whole, with a great and careful calculation
Hidden by a darkness so deep I could never fathom meaning
I am tangled within the intrigue of a thousand spiteful nights
Baffled by the question of how to escape, unscathed and safe
And so the moon fell in love with a boy
Who's spirit could not be tamed,
And he was wild, and free,
And so very like the sea...
He said, without needing any words,
"I will love you to my last dying breath,
And even beyond;
For I shall love you...
Until the Devil lays siege to this hollow,
My love for you will last
Until the moon itself should fall,
Torn from the very skies..."
And the moon did fall,
Indeed, she fell hard...
The moon fell in love with the sea;
With boiling Poseidon,
His lust hot enough to burn up the world,
Swallowing it in a raging inferno...
And hanging above the blood red sky,
Was the moon, in all her