By the moons, heist, and all of the light
Above the earth to roam
? that which never was
And never to become

The moon rose, was crimson in color
Lighted its coming form
That once crushed to the made.
It ever comes again
And again, and again
And again, and again
And again, and again

The moon shone with a fuller red
Of crossed be drawn to the earth
What once has been shall be no more
Dead in graves is heist
It is
In graves

Oh lord I knee in front of secret council
And from these (?) words of iniquity
For my enemies be against me
And they have led ways for my soul be consumed together

Defend me from he that rises up against me
Save me from he that (?) down slowly
For he lies in wait for my soul
And decides to take it down a firey pit

(?) to the world
(?) laying in graves
See your perished form
So by the stone it screams of pain
Their kingdom lost

The moon rose it was crimson in color
(?)
What once crushed to the main
It ever comes again
And again, and again
And again, and again
And again, and again