Sentenced

(music: Jarwa & SENTENCED, words: Jarwa)
look into the night...
look unto the sky...
face Her nightly shape...
feel Her chilling cold - Mother Moon is full!
Her face of agony
Her dismal morbid gleam
a shape so desperate - the Moon is full
reminding us of pain
reminding us of fear
She's guiding in the night - Her children
ah! the Moon is full!
behind that ghostly veil She hides that ghostly shape