Pallas - Harvest Moon

Outside, night sky
Pale moon, way up high
Space, time, rending torn
Air burns, something forms
Black wings, unfold
Take flight, take hold
Bird-beast, blood lust
Suck you dry, turn to dust

Harvest moon is in the sky
Who will live and who will die?
Who will wash away my sin?
Dim the lights, the show begins

Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the sweetest of them all
Rest in peace, antiquity
Vanquished soul and empathy
Someone loves me, this I know
The Bible tells me so

Out of your head and into the night
The human sea, the blood, the light
Over the river the hunt begins
The primal desire, the city, the sin
Drink, drink deep from the mortal still
Drink from the heartflow, the spirit, the will

Jesus loves me!
This I know
For the Bible tells me so
Little ones to Him belong
They are weak, but I am strong

Let go, can you see the river?
Can you see him waiting ?
Waiting by the water
Reaching for his Obal
Reaching for your mouth
Reaching for your soul
Do you want to cross?
Do you want the cross?