| Tried of dull ages, | |
| I walk the same ground | |
| Collecting the tragedies still | |
| Hollow ambitions in a hollow mind | |
| Carried my cross to the hill | |
| And how I lust for the dance and the fire | |
| Deep of the nectarine sunset to drink | |
| Spill me the wind when it's fire | |
| To steal of the colors | |
| Shattered hope became my guide | |
| And grief and pain my friends | |
| A brother pact in blood-ink penned | |
| Declare my silent end | |
| Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone | |
| Reaching for the moonshield that once upon us shone | |
| Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone | |
| Reaching for the moonshield that once upon us shone | |
| And how I lust for the dance and the fire | |
| Deep of the nectarine sunset to drink | |
| Spill me the wind when it's fire | |
| To steal of the colors | |
| I am, I am, | |
| I amI'm the moonshield |