When the moon shall rise

and all the stars have died

When the gods have fled 

and every hope is dead

When deceased rise from their grave 

and everyone's insane

When the earth is hollowed out 

and all that's left is doubt 

That is when we cry again 

out into the night

That is when we say goodbye 

to every last fright

That is when we roam 

and when we fly, fly, fly 

But only when the moon shall rise 

(it's a work in progress so i might update it soon)