The phases of the moon
Dazzling lunar light
I'm staring at the gloom
It's rising in the night

In the darkness of the night
The purple moon shall rise
And the spheres are glowing bright
I'm blinded by the sight

Come mist and wind
The power within
The phases of the moon
Relight my fire
Magic, desire
The blue sphere of doom!

The light is swirling
I'm lifting up the orb
The force is growing
I see what was before

The wind is howling
And turning to a storm
The hate is growing
The shadow takes form