Blood Moon Reckoning

(ahhhh) Red dust on the desert floor

Cold wind at the cabin door

I see the path you left behind

A crimson thread I have to find

It's climbing higher through the pine

Crossing over the tree line

No turning back, the hunt is on

Before the coming of the dawn

There's a blood trail to the moon And we're running out of

room Rising up into the black

And there is no turning back

(yeah,

yeah)

Gravity is losing hold

The mountain air is biting cold

Your footsteps glowing in the white

An eerie beacon in the night

It's climbing higher through the pine

Crossing over the tree line

No turning back, the hunt is on

Before the coming of the dawn

There's a blood trail to the moon And we're running out of

room Rising up into the black

And there is no turning back (oh-oh-oh)

Up where the atmosphere is thin

That's where the shadows will begin

Lost in the silence of the sky

Where only cold stars hear us cry

Blood on the moon

(blood on the moon)

We reached the top too soon