Lyric Rusty Moon
Bahted in the rust of moon
Is the death beds lullaby
Sung so softly with the stars
Reflected in her eyes
Chorus:
It s the blaze that beckons men
Into the woods, of beaten path
Is the sight of the fire that
No maiden s eyes should have
Iron does as iron s told
And drinks of life s red gold
But shame won t leave with dying breathe
The life that wants it s own deathAnd the forest hums its silent hymn
Heard by those of solitude
As mist it wells
Up the brook s dark banks
Bewitched by there fir woods
Chorus
Is the death beds lullaby
Sung so softly with the stars
Reflected in her eyes
Chorus:
It s the blaze that beckons men
Into the woods, of beaten path
Is the sight of the fire that
No maiden s eyes should have
Iron does as iron s told
And drinks of life s red gold
But shame won t leave with dying breathe
The life that wants it s own deathAnd the forest hums its silent hymn
Heard by those of solitude
As mist it wells
Up the brook s dark banks
Bewitched by there fir woods
Chorus