Wandering Star

Please, could you stay a while to share my grief?
It’s such a lovely day
To have to always feel this way
And the time — that I will suffer less
Is when I never have to wake
Wandering star, (Is this, is this) for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering star, (Is this, is this) for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Those who have seen the needle’s eye, now tread
Like a husk, from which all that was, now has fled
And the masks, that the monsters wear
To feed upon their prey
Wandering star, (Is this, is this) for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering star, (Is this, is this) for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Doubled up inside
Take a while to shed my grief
Always doubled up inside
Taunted, cruel
Wandering star, (Is this, is this) for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering star, (Is this, is this) for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering star, (Is this, is this) for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering star, (Is this, is this) for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
The blackness of darkness forever