Letras
Past is the disease
It's spreading hate and fear
Rises from deep sea
To swallow the now and here
One half of the moon
Half of the moon
Is always lighted by the sun
One half of the moon
Always lighted by the sun
Of the moon
Lovers on small cushions of dream
Till past grabs them by their feet
To tear them down
Tear them down
To where they cry their own forgotten scream
One half of the moon
Half of the moon
One half of the moon
Is always lighted by the sun
Half of the moon
Of the moon
Is always lighted by the sun
Phantoms of forgotten tears
They try to take them down
To places where past lovers fear
Memories in which they drown
One half of the moon
Half of the moon
Is always lighted by the sun
Half of the moon
Is always lighted by the sun
Of the Moon
Of the Moon
Of the Moon
Of the Moon
Of the Moon