As I’m walking through the night   I’m chasing down the glowing eye  ...a need to bathe within it’s light…  When I wander where no one else will go  _f I come back even I don’t know  …feel the mist wrap around my bones…    …and I call unto the crazy moon  …locked inside this lunar tomb  …spit and sin for my crazy moon  …bring me forth into my lunar doom    As I stalk between the trees  Fingers so cold they’ll crack and bleed  ..but in it’s light I’ll truly see…  I’ll just keep walking till I reach it’s gaze  Wandering on though my body shakes with pain  …if I die it will not be in vain…    …and I call unto the crazy moon  …locked inside this lunar tomb  …spit and sin for my crazy moon  …bring me forth into my lunar doom    …and I call unto the crazy moon  …locked inside this lunar tomb  …spit and sin for my crazy moon  …bring me forth into my lunar doom