Lunar

you let him fold

she watched him go

never to see him again

with coloured strides

you lead the march

turning malice to dust

why should we waste a shadows breath

for those who choose to run

if you can't stand to take this heart onto your hand

just let it go

on this moon the flames will rise

without her by your side

cuts his hand and wipes the blood

who'll discover the dead

there is no line between the weak and those who choose to

run

if you can't stand to take this heart into your hand

if you can't stand to take this heart onto your hand

just let it go

just let it go

just let it go

pick up the pieces and end what you started

he-he-he-he-here