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
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-MoonSidhe © 1996 1