CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Moonshield (Live)
Stood there leaning to the city moon
Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms
The black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque
In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked
Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass
With their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed
Splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl
Alone, silent warrior in a fantasy world
He cried for night
But night could not come
So, swept in the shroud
Of misanthropia he went away
And fed the empty galleriеs
With the artifacts of the black rain
Sunken into thе shadows
With a dry, sardonic smile
He made the footprints a part of his heart
To rouse a sacred confrontation
Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms
The black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque
In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked
Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass
With their fabled illusions, the vain dreams that passed
Splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl
Alone, silent warrior in a fantasy world
He cried for night
But night could not come
So, swept in the shroud
Of misanthropia he went away
And fed the empty galleriеs
With the artifacts of the black rain
Sunken into thе shadows
With a dry, sardonic smile
He made the footprints a part of his heart
To rouse a sacred confrontation
