World's collide when the moon has fallen
But all of them chose the moon to reign
The moon never shows when there is light
All he does is to steal at night
But one thing he never learns to keep inside
That the stars are burning, hungry for its light
When the galaxy will talk in one language
They will burn the beast and find a place to rest
With hands holding tight
And the prayer of the sand
Wakes the wave to swallow you
Let the morning sing so happy
With the birds twit the rhyme
For the sun to give the strength again
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