Red Moon
send your help down the upper sphere
the angels sing
they bless your spear
a magic wand transforms the world
glass in the sand
shepherd your herd
red moon
burning oil
black sky
dead soil
drop your rain for everyone
burning chariot
so nice and hot
weep your tears
red like gold
although it's warm
they quiver
a prophecy
so heavenly
aim your bow in this holy war
raise your sword on the metal cross
oh why o Lord have you forsaken me
send your help
red moon
drop your rain
burning oil
raise your sword
black sky
holy war
dead soil
the angels sing
they bless your spear
a magic wand transforms the world
glass in the sand
shepherd your herd
red moon
burning oil
black sky
dead soil
drop your rain for everyone
burning chariot
so nice and hot
weep your tears
red like gold
although it's warm
they quiver
a prophecy
so heavenly
aim your bow in this holy war
raise your sword on the metal cross
oh why o Lord have you forsaken me
send your help
red moon
drop your rain
burning oil
raise your sword
black sky
holy war
dead soil
Credits
Writer(s): Hans Aakerman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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