The moon is down

And the horse riding up through the red skies The moon is down With a gold coloured bird through the cloud flies The moon is down Look East to the Sun, Oh where do they run Look East to the Sun, Oh where do they run They live in my dreams, in my dreams, in my dreams And the Moon and the Earth they were mating The moon is down And the Angels of hell they were waiting The moon is down Oh bride of the winds, Reward for their sins Oh bride of the winds, Reward for their sins They live in my dreams, in my dreams, in my dreams There's a chaos of visions and voices The moon is down. Sad is the laugh of the clown now the old moon is down.