In midnight's path where wings collide
Thunder sounds and lightening hides
The moon so red above the clouds
It must be bleeding, dying now
Where wires barbed into the skies
The maniac with tombstone eyes
Within the wall an evil lives
Into the dust in crumbling slips
The longhorn scream, this moment trapped
Beyond all this in Dead Moon tracks

Tread not upon these neon streets
Where ideas die before you dream
Where age have bent the wild will
And violent voices have been stilled
I ache inside this silent tomb
For youth's been taken much too soon
Adrift as morbid thoughts explode
Of things misjudged so long ago
This distant plan where thoughts revolt
Descend into the Dead Moon soul


From: Liveevil (1991)