Moon Rose Red
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I know the night song, deep in my blood
    feel it's soul raging in power's once flood
It's fire lives long, seared through my wrist
    a lover's ling'ring scent, from a salt kiss
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Chill and remote, the frost-edged face
    silver burns cold through the secret place
The white moon rises, cold rage now builds
    ice and soft silken, my heart it fills
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Winter has passed, come harvest time
    now we drink deep the fruit of the vine
The faeries dance free, the feasting is long
    yellow moon rides on laughter and song
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When all joy has passed, the path turns to sorrow
    the blue moon has risen, heeding tomorrow
The symbol of once was, the ashes of fires
    when love fades away, leave only desire
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The black moon unseen, my hidden lust
    as all hope around me falls into dust
Dark soul of love brought me through pain
    dusk weeps her tears, her sorrow to tame
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A bloody, lost tear weeps high in the sky
    mourning the grief of those meant to die
Power ebbs thickly, the moon has come red
    i wish i could weep, for i'm already dead
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-Moon Sidhe © 1996