Birthed into free fall
Miracle of the Moon
My heels touch the surface walking in tune

Steps like a slither
Through a plain of broken teeth
What an ugly world
What an ugly world

Never was I meant to shine in light
Why does it have to be me?

I yearn for my skin to rip in the wind
And the clouds might snatch my throat
I walk this sunless realm alone

I never asked for the burden
To make this world a better place
Still I was chosen
Not for virtue
But only might

Miracle of the Moon
Turned calamity of the earth
My kin embeddеd in the soil
I'm not the first

I am not the onе to free this earth from pain but I still remain
But I still remain

I would rather be
A vessel of its finality
Let it all return to nothing
Forfeit
Miracle of the Moon