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O blessed be the moonlight
'pon the distant chapel eaves
And sacred be the dark upon the door
O distant be the goddess
watching over you and me
And cursed be the one who turns his face

Oh traveller, why must you stand there all alone?
Oh foolish one, what is your tale?

I am the one who watches the world
Through distant eyes; for I have seen
My own demise. And gladly I walked
To my own doom

I am the one whose heart is broke
Beyond repair, for I have seen
What should have been, and
Had the hope crushed in my breast

This couldn't be some devilry,
I know myself, and this is 'me'
And I wish with all my heart...
he thought so too

Oh goddess, forsaken
In the name of love, I take my cross and walk
A cursed life I lead, a half life I wander

Silver shadows glisten
'pon spectral trees
Blessed be the dark upon the door
Gentle goddess,
o watch over me
For cursed be the one who turns away

Oh close your eyes. I bear my cross, I bear my smile
For no matter where I turn, there's no escape

Within my dreams, he haunts me there
His touch is sweet, his voice, his hair
I ache so wantonly it makes me weep

O have no fear, for
A mere dream cannot destroy
It only rends the soul apart
And leaves the shell behind

O sacred vessel, moon
Bathe this holy house in radiance
Dissove away the dark upon the door
O goddess, turn your gaze away
Weep tears for this desolate soul
Oh burdened be the one who falls for 'good'

He left his words, his painful words
He wore his smile, and his tears no longer fell

Take this fragile heart and break it
Take this broken body, shake it
Destroy me as you wish to do
Destroy me without meaning to
Obliterate this memory
Truth be, you never really cared for me