Noon
Song by Dan Ezra
Crawling through the holes of creation
Crying
The thorns they stick right in
The blood it bursts out
I come out by the light of the moon
Casting shadows they dance like smoke
The clock is turning back
Mother, what have I become?
A monster
Know your heart is pure
Inside you're still a child
Those layers upon layers
They choke you from without
You must shed them, crack them
The magic will shine out
Crying
The thorns they stick right in
The blood it bursts out
I come out by the light of the moon
Casting shadows they dance like smoke
The clock is turning back
Mother, what have I become?
A monster
Know your heart is pure
Inside you're still a child
Those layers upon layers
They choke you from without
You must shed them, crack them
The magic will shine out