Moonlight's Daughter from Afterlight by Afterlight - Original Cast

THERE SHE STANDS ON HER BALCONY
EXAMINING THE MIRROR IN A TRANCE
LIKE IT’S ALCHEMY,
A CAREFUL OVERTHINKING AT FIRST GLANCE
BUT THE LONGER I WATCH HER
THE MORE IT SEEMS TO BE
EVERY NIGHT SHE RETURNS
TO THE SPOT WHERE I FIRST SAW HER
THE SUNLIGHT DOESN’T BURN HER
BUT STILL SHE’S MOONLIGHT’S DAUGHTER
HER SIGHTS SET ON THE BRIDGE WHERE I STOOD.
COULD SHE BE LOOKING FOR ME?

SHE HOLDS A MIRROR IN HER HAND
OVER HER SHOULDER WHAT DOES SHE SEE
THERE’S NOTHING THERE BEHIND HER
AND THAT NOTHING IS ME…
I WANT TO, WANT TO BE SEEN,
SEEN FOR THE SOUL THAT LINGERS BETWEEN
TRAPPED BEHIND THE SCENES
AH, WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN!

REFLECTIONS TELL THE STORY
OF THE LIFE THAT YOU’VE CONQUERED
PROJECTIONS OF GLORY GROW RIFE,
BUT THE LONGER YOU LIVE
THE MORE YOU SEE YOURSELF AS WHO YOU ARE
INSTEAD OF WHO YOU WANT TO BE
BUT I DON’T GET THE LUXURY OF SEEING MYSELF IN MIRRORS
AND SURE IT SUCKS THAT SHE CAN BARELY SEEM TO SEE HERSELF
BUT I’M SURE THAT IF SHE TURNED AROUND SHE’D FIND IT HARD TO MISS ME

I’M SMELLING THE BLOOD RUN THROUGH HER VEINS
PUMPING AND PULSING OUT FROM HER HEART
BUT I CAN’T SEEM TO BITE HER…
I’M USUALLY GOOD AT THIS PART!
BUT FIRST I WANT TO, WANT TO BE SEEN,
SEEN FOR THE SOUL THAT LINGERS BETWEEN
TRAPPED BEHIND THE SCENES

IT’D BE SERENE
TO DRAIN THE NECTAR FROM HER NECK
HER DYING SCREAM
WOULD JOIN THE SYMPHONY OF LYMPH NODES IN MY EARS
THE CHOIR OF MY VICTIMS FINAL FEARS
BUT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YEARS
I FEEL ALIVE
COULD SHE MAKE ME FEEL HUMAN AGAIN, AGAIN?

OH TO FEEL THE WARMTH OF A PALM
ON MY ICY VISAGE
SING THE PRAISES AND PSALMS
OF THE MIRACLE MIRAGE OF MY YOUTHFUL VENEER
THOUGH I LONG TO APPEAR AS THE OLD MAN THAT I’M TRYING TO BE.
SEE SHE’S GOT LINES ON HER FACE,
A MILLION LITTLE CANYONS
TAKE HOLD OF HER GRACE,
SUCH BRILLIANT COMPANIONS OF AGE
MAKE THEIR DUTY TO LAY WASTE
THE BEAUTY THAT DIES IN FRONT OF ME
DEEP IN THE DARKNESS ALL MY LIFE I’VE SOUGHT HER
NOW IN FRONT OF ME MOONLIGHT’S DAUGHTER
STANDS ALONE ON A BALCONY AND SHES LOOKING AT ME

IT’S TIME TO
TIME TO BE SEEN,
TO FORGET ALL THE BLOODSHED AND MURDER
THE FEAR THAT I’LL HURT HER
LIKE HELL SHE’S A SPIT-FIRE
AND I’M JUST A VAMPIRE
CAN YOU SEE ME FOR WHO I AM?

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