Darkness
to Light, Blood to Dust
.
Born
to darkness, born of light
Born
of flesh and blood
and
frailty of the spirit
Can
you taste my blood upon your hypocritical
lips
It tastes
like fear
your fear
of me, of the uncertainty in my kiss
Were
I a child of darkness there would be
no regret of passion
Were
I a child of light
never could it be
I long
to taste the blood of the moon
Thick
like pain in my wrist
Were
I to let out my darkness
Were
I to let in your light
I would
crumble to dust
among the weeds of your destruction
Your
fire,
Mine
burned
out of control, you took a soul!
Might
you have loved me
No matter
now
I'll never taste the moon
My darkness
to light
my blood to dust
.
-MoonSidhe
© 1996