There is a night when the full moon rises red in the sky
The veil that shrouds the spirit word is stretched, revealed to the eye
Damnation, preparations must be made so one can find
A lost loved one, the taken love from a world sick and unkind
Automation, this aspiration to re-embody a lost soul.
Determination, this creation will feed my heart fire with her coal.
For a murder took her from me
Fixated, frustrated I feel myself loosing all control
An illusion, or disillusion sadness creeping up I can't control Intoxicated, devastated my only backup a lonely revolver
A prevention of this dimension bleeding out a horrid black macabre
Her vision in front of me, wrapped in crimson robes
Appearing as my bride, yet dressed in blood
Within her arms, I feel her cold embrace
Having the need, I lift her veil to see her face
Falling back shocked and stunned, I feel as though I should run
I cannot move, body glued this is not fun
I cannot look away, the light burns faint
There in front of me, a blood moon rising
A blood moon rising!
Her vision in front of me, wrapped in crimson robes
Appearing as my bride, yet dressed in blood
Within her arms, I feel her cold embrace
Having the need, I lift her veil to see her face
Falling back shocked and stunned, I feel as I should run
I cannot move, body glued this is not fun
I cannot look away, the light burns faint
There in front of me, a blood moon rising
