Rising sun all blood red in the sky
Sleeping on a snow kissed mountain side
Dreamt that I had torn apart the
Farmers shed for pig jugular
I don't want to dream again
Weather changes all the time
Set by winds on the far side
Of the world, the mood is altered
A butterfly becomes a monster
Terrors born
And rules this plane
Till I awake again
Once the spell has broke
What should be done with me?
A distant scream lifts me from my sleep
Villagers gathered round a heap
Blood still caked on finger nails
Clothes are torn, I see entrails
A rising pain
My belly's full
Weather changes all the time
Set by winds on the far side
Of the world, the mood is altered
A butterfly becomes a monster
Terrors born
And rules this plane
Till I awake again
Once the spell has broke
What should be done with me?
Now that the sun's come up
What will they do to me?
Michael Slumber - Valley of the Moon Lyrics
Michael Slumber - Valley of the Moon Lyrics
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Rising sun all blood red in the sky
Sleeping on a snow kissed mountain side
Dreamt that I had torn apart the
Farmers shed for pig jugular
I don't want to dream again
Weather changes all the time
Set by winds on the far side
Of the world, the mood is altered
A butterfly becomes a monster
Terrors born
And rules this plane
Till I awake again
Once the spell has broke
What should be done with me?
A distant scream lifts me from my sleep
Villagers gathered round a heap
Blood still caked on finger nails
Clothes are torn, I see entrails
A rising pain
My belly's full
Weather changes all the time
Set by winds on the far side
Of the world, the mood is altered
A butterfly becomes a monster
Terrors born
And rules this plane
Till I awake again
Once the spell has broke
What should be done with me?
Now that the sun's come up
What will they do to me?
Sleeping on a snow kissed mountain side
Dreamt that I had torn apart the
Farmers shed for pig jugular
I don't want to dream again
Weather changes all the time
Set by winds on the far side
Of the world, the mood is altered
A butterfly becomes a monster
Terrors born
And rules this plane
Till I awake again
Once the spell has broke
What should be done with me?
A distant scream lifts me from my sleep
Villagers gathered round a heap
Blood still caked on finger nails
Clothes are torn, I see entrails
A rising pain
My belly's full
Weather changes all the time
Set by winds on the far side
Of the world, the mood is altered
A butterfly becomes a monster
Terrors born
And rules this plane
Till I awake again
Once the spell has broke
What should be done with me?
Now that the sun's come up
What will they do to me?
Writer: Michael Brown
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