While the moon (N.Joris)
We sell our souls
To a blinding screen In which we see ourselves
Watching all the empty faces stop
Ohno
Ohwesall
What are we
We're sailors without a sea
Ohwesall
Towards a never ending tale we sold to God
Ah so it Will be
So it Will be
The time is night
I see more lies and crimes in sight
No faith no shame it's the sinner's call oh no
While the moon so big and blue
Shining for the sun
Mirroring everything we do comes back
While we're waiting
For the tide to come
Too tired to fight
No need to strive
For goods and gold
And the godless crowd
So enslaved and proud
While the moon
The moon so big and blue
Shining for the sun.
As It has always done