The moon’s a curse, A widow that swallows her man every night, the sun
I worshiped the holy ball But turned out the bells rang in hell
His moonlight is so endearing So artificial yet so tempting
I was charmed and lured Blinded and forgotten the fact that it’s fake
The fire of the sun becomes his glow He is a thief, a robber
Creating an perfect illusion for dreamers Sharpening his daggers in the morning, Hunting kids with ambition at night.
And that one day when I climbed up the roof to make a wish You disappeared.
You change your form every day
You listen to our dreams and then laugh them off You are a cheater moon, you are a liar
And I must say You are a good liar
You made me believe in magic ‘till the day you pulled the tides and washed away all of my sand castles.