Crazy Moon II

As I'm walking through the night
I'm chasing down the glowing eye
...a need to bathe within it's light…
When I wander where no one else will go
_f I come back even I don't know
…feel the mist wrap around my bones…

…and I call unto the crazy moon
…locked inside this lunar tomb
…spit and sin for my crazy moon
…bring me forth into my lunar doom

As I stalk between the trees
Fingers so cold they'll crack and bleed
..but in it's light I'll truly see…
I'll just keep walking till I reach it's gaze
Wandering on though my body shakes with pain
…if I die it will not be in vain…

…and I call unto the crazy moon
…locked inside this lunar tomb
…spit and sin for my crazy moon
…bring me forth into my lunar doom

…and I call unto the crazy moon
…locked inside this lunar tomb
…spit and sin for my crazy moon
…bring me forth into my lunar doom