Red blazing of crimson Moon
Reflects on a mirror water
It's dark lonely midnight noon
Love is killed by the slaughter.
In the crystals of her veins
In the depth of terrored heart
Only grim vengeance remains
Along with fire ov brandnew start.
She will pay back to the abuser
In certain time in other place
He can't be called the Man, he's a looser
And he will get HARD SLAP on the face.
Red lips ov Moon were breathing,
Kissing her shoulders, caressing her skin,
Last look on marriage and freedom
Big flight far away from the land of sin.
Wet cheeks will dry some day
Ocean of grief sure will be crossed
Sunset of barren life fade away
Moonrise of future LOVE seems like oath.
Red Lips of the Moon
© Copyright: Дитрих Даркер, 2026
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