Tonight the moon is crescent,
It is hidden under the clouds,
Nothing more than million of stars,
Fill this little sky, less than us.
Tonight the lake seems like a sea,
Is it just for me?
Or maybe for both of us.
Tonight i do light a fire with water,
Oh sorry my lady,
We do, as we do it with passion.
While the ravens sing to death,
The fog tempt them quite badly.
There's a a sky in fire over the clouds,
Under the clouds, again a moon serpent,
In the air there is a howl,
but what a howl of ecstasy.
Tonight you are pleased my lady,
I can see how you smile greedily,
Tomorrow the moon is full,
Shall we let our instincts free.
How is that for you? I am waiting
