Under the moonlight, the night falls asleep,
The time when the stars dance.
The sound of whispers in the wind.
Stories as cold as ice.
In the world where darkness blooms,
where has the heart gone?
Into the shimmering light,
Into the realm of dreams, I want to fly.
Under the moonlight, the night breaths,
A world that stretches endlessly.
The secrets hidden within,
Will we be able to uncover them?
- Lia
