Is the Moon coming down
Red in the sky?
Your church built on the brief wreck of your life
Your genius and madness
Plaguing your mind
I refuse to believe it's the end of the line

To brave the dangers
Of darkest night
I give up the right
To fall from highest
For all to see
I'm content to be
To free a mountain
Of endless stone
You will walk unknown
To flee an island
In endless sea
I give up free will

Darkest night has come again