Speak to the moon,
Tell it a journey when we flew there and we're in bloom
And tell me only romans in a satire of gloom,
Deaf my ears and blind my eyes to the truths
If it hurts
Lies above you,
Let's just pretend that things are beautiful and true
Though real world ain't forgive us in the noon
But those people are conciously forever swoon
Let it be told
And while the night passes us
The sweat melts dropping doors
Slamming hard to me:
Bridge:
Me and you are not to be true
Why did we start to kiss too deep,
We're in hellish heaven licking each sin
Crawling deep from graves as corpses
Reff:
Speak to the moon,
Tell it a journey when we flew there and we're in bloom
And tell me only romans in a satire of gloom,
Deaf my ears and blind my eyes to the truths
Cause it hurts
Bridge:
Me and you are not to be true
Why did we start to kiss too deep,
We're in hellish heaven licking each sin
Crawling deep from graves as corpses who...
Reff:
Speak to the moon,
Tell it a journey when we flew there and we're in bloom
And tell me only romans in a satire of gloom,
Deaf my ears and blind my eyes to the truths
Cause it indeed... hurts