Moon
Silver mother
Gleaming on gleaming on gleaming on
The wolves and thieves, the soil and me
We have a strong request for thee
The rain and wind, the dead and me
We have a strong demand for thee
Leave us alone
Turn away from this world
Leave us alone
Turn away from this world
Let thy silver light
Fade out
And teach the people what darkness means
It means riding a great black horse

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