Gebura

Is there a black present moon above your soul? To take you places you just don't know This dark stain affects your brain Makes you feel good 'til you're in pain So you take the agony It makes sense to what you believe You're under the moon of Geburah Is your god there or not? Makes you suffer, makes you rot You're incapable of your own thoughts Think you've won what's already bought In this circle of repeat You cannot leave, self-defeat You're under the moon of Geburah