WHILE THE MOON

While the moon (N.Joris) We sell our souls To a blinding screen In which we see ourselves Watching all the empty faces stop ohno Ohwesall what are we We're sailors without a sea ohwesall towards a never ending tale we sold to God Ah so it Will be So it Will be The time is night I see more lies and crimes in sight no faith no shame it's the sinner's call oh no while the moon so big and blue shining for the sun mirroring everything we do comes back While we're waiting for the tide to come Too tired to fight No need to strive for goods and gold and the godless crowd so enslaved and proud While the moon the moon so big and blue shining for the sun. As It has always done