eclipse of the moon
like veils covering your eyes
burn them with your love
like veils covering your eyes
burn them with your love
An angel face smiles to me
Wader (?) a hidlight (?) of tragedy
That smile used to give me warmth
Farewell, no words to say beside the mark on your grave
And the lord's forever burning candles
An angelface smiles to me
Under a headline of tragedy
That smile used to give me warmth
Farewell - no words to say
beside the cross on your grave
and those forever burning candles