Intense silence as she walks in the room
Her black robes trailing, sister of the moon
A black widow spider makes more sound than she
The black moons in those eyes of hers makes more sense to me
Heavy persuasion, oh, it was hard to breathe
It was dark at the top of the stairs
As she called to me

So I followed as friends often do
I cared not for love nor money and I think she knew
The people, they loved her, oh, but they are so cruel
She asked to be my sister
Sister of the moon

Some call her sister of the moon
Some say illusions are her game
Wrap her in velvet, does anyone
Does anyone know her name?

So we make our choices when there is no choice
And listen to the voices, ignoring our own voice
The people, they love her, oh, but they are so cruel
She asked to be my sister
Sister of the moon