In the hollow glow of the moon’s light,

I find my peace where no one else will fight.

Silent cries in the night,

Echoes of a heart that won’t comply.

Moon’s a waste, no starlight tonight,

No need for prayers when I’m on my own.

Silent whispers, they just won’t bite,

In my pain, I find my own throne.

Through the darkness, I walk alone,

Finding strength in the things that are known.

No need for sacred songs or hymns,

My heart beats to a different rhythm, it’s just me and the stones.

Moon’s a waste, no starlight tonight,

No need for prayers when I’m on my own.

Silent whispers, they just won’t bite,

In my pain, I find my own throne.

In the silence, I hear my voice,

A melody of pain, no more rejoice.

Hollow worship, it’s just a joke,

In my own truth, I find my locus.

Moon’s a waste, no starlight tonight,

No need for prayers when I’m on my own.

Silent whispers, they just won’t bite,

In my pain, I find my own throne.

Moon’s a waste, no starlight tonight,

No need for prayers when I’m on my own.

Silent whispers, they just won’t bite,

In my pain, I find my own throne.