The moon burned red in the night sky,
bleeding through the darkness all around.
It's shadows giving a mysterious ambiance.
As it's shape fills the sky.
With the stars not shining through the black clouds,
the moon is the only thing lighting the path.
As I take my first step I take a deep breath.
For on this barely lit path I know nor see nothing of what's to come.
Making my way through the trees,
the moon is my only guidance.
I do not know where it leads and nor do I care.
The red reminds me of the blood pulsing through my veins,
the black clouds reminding me of my dark secrets.
The shadows showing the madness that courses through my mind.
I can see my reflection on tonight's sky.
But soon the red shall fade,
and the clouds roll away,
the stars shine bright in it's true form,
reminding me of the dim hope I still hold.
