Intense silenceAs she walked into the roomA black ropeTrailingMy sister of the moonAny black widowSpied awayMake more sound than sheAny black moonIn those eyes of hersMake more sense to meHad they persuasionMade it hard to breatheShe was dark at the top of the stairsWhen she calledTo meTo me, to meAnd so I followedAs friends often doI cannot for love know my nameAnd I think she knewThe people who love herStill be the most cruelAnd I think she knewShe asked meTo be my sisterSister of the moonOh my sister of the moonSome say your illusion was a gameThey wanna wrap you in velvetBut does anyoneKnow your nameOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
