Ethereal Moon Child

22/05/2000

My darkest night has come in sight
The present nears my darkest fears
No known might can win this fight
Which sees and hears my running tears

But there's a legend of a girl
Which darkness never can possess
It tells of pure and golden soul
Which this unearthly child has

Her wit concealed by face so young
She speaks in notes of godly tune
Protects the Child of the Sun -
She is the Child of the Moon

The legend says, a day will come
And darkness terror will bring wild
When night takes charge and day will numb
Then will arise the blessed Moon-Child

Of wars so grand the legend tells
Of heavens burning with hellfire
But when at last the darkness quells
By Moon-Child's hand it will expire

This day has come, and I have fought
My fears have captured and enslaved me
Won this battle I have not
And thank I Moon-Child, for she saved me