There's a strange fruit
Taking deep roots
There's a strange fruit
Something's growing up

There’s a weird sound
A rattle when I'm calm
There’s a weird sound
Calling out my name

Don’t fade under the Moon
We’ll be together soon
Your thoughts are the night’s due
But I will speak through

When there’s heavy fog
When princesses kiss frogs
I see strange dogs
Pulling on my leash

There’s a sharp blade
A battle in my head
I know I host hell
But then you call my name

Don’t fade under the Moon
We’ll be together soon
Your thoughts are the night’s due
But I will speak through

Is there someone?
Is there someone?