Leafblade - Sunset Hypnos

I hear a sweet calling, a fanfare in fire I'm deafened by bleeding, the tolling of lust. Where day sings its farewell, slashes the skies, Stabbed by the moon spell Broken, deranged The fray of the sunset, lays crimson the folds Of mackerel night sky Smoldering low A purple horizon, a roasting red flame Burns with a madness And calls a name I'll turn away, to her flame-washed eyes The burning, in those coral-mad skies Sears the heart, embers the moon... I'll turn away! My Child, be soon! I hear a sweet calling, a fanfare in fire I'm deafened by bleeding, the tolling of lust. I could drown in your sweet blood, The dawn never see All beauty and horror... forever laugh... The fray of the sunset has captured my soul I'm anchored to fire With smoldering bones I'll be the bird spirit, feathered for dream Or the longest of sleeps, Away,soft away! I'll turn away, to her flame-washed eyes The burning, in those coral-mad skies Sears the heart, embers the moon... I'll turn away! My Child, be soon!