[Verse 1]
The moon swoops down like a sickle unspoiled
To harvest the twilight and sever the soil
Darkness drips like sulphur and oil
To lie in the ground with the tears of its toil

[Verse 2]
Dusk has dwindled in the ration of hours
Watch it flee and call it a coward
Grim procession of grey that scours
The turning hemisphere as it devours

[Chorus]
But don’t look away
Don’t turn aside
Fix your gaze
With broken eyes

[Verse 3]
Stars march forth like so many men
Phosphorescent now and again
Shadows casting shadows when
Slumber calls out like a friend

[Verse 4]
Your face tells of a distance unspanned
Crossing the hollows in my hands
Silhouеttes in a single strand
Pilgrims leaving thеir faraway lands
[Chorus]
But don’t look away
Don’t turn aside
Fix your gaze
With broken eyes
With broken eyes
With broken eyes
With broken eyes