I stood here when this city was a cave. Face contorted, angry eyes aflame, spitting vows I couldn't keep. I'm one for the pearl moon. One for the pearly moon in the sky. I knelt here, caged and weeping in the wind. Cried aloud for those who died for me. Whispered prayers for those who lived. One for the pearl moon. Prayers for the pearl moon. I slept here, as the grass grew around my head. Undisturbed though pilgrims called my name. Unimpressed by children's cries. They cried for the pearl moon! Cried for the pearly moon in the sky. I rose here, stirred by rituals in the night. Stars and circles scratched out in the dust. Double lines and cups of blood - there's blood for the pearl moon. I will leave here. I'll waste your cities, I'll smash your walls. Got no mercy, though you beg me to stop, 'cos I've wasted much too long.
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher