• ibnlugha 6w

    We Waren Maar Maankalveren

    We were but mooncalves
    Burning through the fuel of the evening star
    Their song laid claim to our hearts
    We sought heavenly glory and the crown
    If only we saw beyond our eyes
    Only we knew devils play beautifully too
    We wouldn't be broken chess pieces
    We wouldn't be mice for the pied Piper
    Now our blood decorates the altar
    And the flame is now but an ember