With every hunt the moon turns dark and splits in two
The place goes numb a creeping voice to fall into
With words of gold a voice to rank a house of gods
Reciting words a lesson from a masquerade
Inside my head it seemed so clear
A voice in twos a taste of you
Collapsing lungs a respectful tongue, you let me down you let me down
I see a face
I could not believe
I know a name
I could not believe
