When the moon reflects the light of the sun, I wander. I walk the line of a deadman's path

So I shall, the precious born, divine of my higher self

I walk the line of a deadman's path. I will run, escape the day. I ride the moon, escape

I will ride the cold, escape the day

I will ride the moon, open my eyes and watch the dark, blue, clear sky and sparkling stars, shine on me

I wander those roads again, a deadman's path

Lonely times in a timeless space, pass the place where a come from, walk in circles and walk back home

I walk the line of a deadman's path