Moon Rider

The stars from the skies look forth like the eyes Of angels, the Earth to view While timid and soft, their light from aloft Comes down with the falling dew Hey, Moon Rider in the city of grey stone Soon, Darksider, be the saviour of them all Moon Rider in the city of grey stone Darksider, be the saviour of them all The breezes that sighed have fainted and died In the boughs they were quivering through And motion and sound have ceased from around To yield to the falling dew Hey, Moon Rider in the city of grey stone Soon, Darksider, be the saviour of them all Moon Rider in the city of grey stone Darksider, be the saviour of them all