Moon in the Scorpio

A mirror blank ocean above me decoy
 Superior forces that heal or destroy
 Take me astray into the moonlight above
 Through twilight eyes as a spectre shadow
 It is a time of great light
 And a great darkness
 Can't you feel the present
 Of its phenomenon
 In an atmosphere supreme
 Forces dwells in dormancy
 The essence of its spirit is evil
 As a curse upon thy name
 Midnight is the shepherd of mysterious powers
 And moving shadows in the corner of the eye
 Moon's blazing intuition
 Contains what death require
 Cleanse the doors of perseption
 See things appear in its true art
 The cold hands of divinity
 Will tear thy soul apart
 Behold the sky above
 when the moon is in the scorpio
 A cold bleak light